Top 500 Edgar Allan Poe Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “And all I lov’d – I lov’d alone.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

402. “Death by the visitation of God.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

403. “Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

404. “I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart –.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

405. “Eager vehemence of desire for life.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

406. “For the love of God, Montresor!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

407. “Without Ligeia I was but as a child groping benighted.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

408. “She came and departed as a shadow.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

409. “And spite of all dogmas, current in all ages, One settled fact is better than ten sages.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

410. “In truth, the man who would behold aright the glory of God upon earth must in solitude behold that glory.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

411. “Who does not remember that, at such a time as this, the eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of its sorrow, and sees in innumerable far-off places, the wo which is close at hand?”

— Edgar Allan Poe

412. “So violent a rudeness, untenanted by any tangible form.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

413. “And they hated her for her pride – But she grew in feeble health, And they love her – that she died.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

414. “And the seraphs sob at vermin fangs.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

415. “Now, then, did my spirit fully and freely burn with more than all the fires of her own.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

416. “I well, too well, understood that to think, in my situation, was to be lost.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

417. “As for Progress it was at one time quite a nuisance, but it never progressed.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

418. “There are few persons who have not, at some period of their lives, amused themselves in retracing the steps by which particular conclusions of their own minds have been attained.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

419. “I soundly and tranquilly slept; aye, slept even with the burden of murder upon my soul!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

420. “Tal vez sea la propia simplicidad del asunto lo que nos conduce al error.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

421. “On this home by Horror haunted – tell me truly, I implore – Is there – is there balm in Gilead.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

422. “This latter was a remarkably large and beautiful animal, entirely black, and sagacious to an astonishing degree.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

423. “Men usually grow base by degrees.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

424. “Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. “Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore – Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!” Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

425. “For many hours the immediate vicinity of the low framework upon which I lay had been literally swarming with rats. They were wild, bold, ravenous – their red eyes glaring upon me as if they waited but for motionless on my part to make me their prey. “To what food,” I thought, “have they been accustomed in the well?”

— Edgar Allan Poe

426. “But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

427. “FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not – and very surely do I not dream. But to-morrow I die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

428. “Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action for no other reason than because he knows he should not?”

— Edgar Allan Poe

429. “Intensos rigidam in frontem ascendere canos Passus erat.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

430. “No pictorial or sculptural combinations of points of human loveliness, do more than approach the living and breathing human beauty as it gladdens our daily path.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

431. “Quand un bon vin meuble mon estomac Je suis plus savant que Balzac – Plus sage que Pibrac; Mon brass seul faisant l’attaque De la nation Coseaque, La mettroit au sac; De Charon je passerois le lac En dormant dans son bac, J’irois au fier Eac, Sans que mon coeur fit tic ni tac, Premmer du tabac. – French Vaudeville.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

432. “In no affairs of mere prejudice, pro or con, do we deduce inferences with entire certainty, even from the most simple data.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

433. “There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

434. “While I was busied in reflection, my eyes fell upon a narrow ledge in the eastern face of the rock, perhaps a yard below the summit upon which I stood. This ledge projected about eighteen inches, and was not more than a foot wide, while a niche in the cliff just above it, gave it a rude resemblance to one of the hollow-backed chairs used by our ancestors. I made no doubt that here was the ‘devil’s seat’ alluded to in the MS., and now I seemed to grasp the full secret of the riddle.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

435. “The ship and all in it are imbued with the spirit of Eld. The crew glide to and fro like the ghosts of buried centuries; their eyes have an eager and uneasy meaning; and when their fingers fall athwart my path in the wild glare of the battle-lanterns, I feel as I have never felt before, although I have been all my life a dealer in antiquities, and have imbibed the shadows of fallen columns at Balbec, and Tadmor, and Persepolis, until my very soul has become a ruin.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

436. “And have I not told you that what you mistake for madness is but over-acuteness of the sense? – now, I say, there came to my ears a low, dull, quick sound, such as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I knew that sound well, too. It was the beating of the old man’s heart. It increased my fury, as the beating of a drum stimulates the soldier into courage.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

437. “In a night such as is this to me, a man lives-lives a whole century of life-nor would I forgo this rapturous delight for that of a whole century of ordinary existence.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

438. “At times we gasped for breath at an elevation beyond the albatross – at times became dizzy with the velocity of our descent into some watery hell, where the air grew stagnant, and no sound disturbed the slumbers of the kraken.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

439. “From childhood’s hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

440. “Sit in a theatre, to see a play of hopes and fears, while the orchestra breathes fitfully the music of the spheres.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

441. “I heard a slight groan, and I knew it was the groan of mortal terror. It was not a groan of pain or of grief – oh, no! – it was the low stifled sound that arises from the bottom of the soul when overcharged with awe. I knew the sound well. Many a night, just at midnight, when all the world slept, it has welled up from my own bosom, deepening, with its dreadful echo, the terrors that distracted me. I say I knew it well. I knew what the old man felt, and pitied him, although I chuckled at heart.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

442. “The wine sparkled in his eyes.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

443. “Not altogether a fool,” said G., “but then he’s a poet, which I take to be only one remove from a fool.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

444. “He did not perceive that my smile now was at the thought of his immolation.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

445. “There is an eloquence in true enthusiasm.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

446. “Be nothing which thou art not.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

447. “At Paris, just after dark one gusty evening in the autumn of 18–, I was enjoying the twofold luxury of meditation and a meerschaum, in the company with my friend, C. Auguste Dupin, in his little back library, or book-closet, au troisieme, No. 33 Rue Dunot, Faubourg St. Germain.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

448. “We will say, then, that I am mad. I grant, at least, that there are two distinct conditions of my mental existence – the condition of a lucid reason, not to be disputed, and belonging to the memory of events forming the first epoch of my life – and.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

449. “And the riven quote, nevermore.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

450. “A poem deserves its title only inasmuch as it excites, by elevating the soul.”

— Edgar Allan Poe