Top 500 Edgar Allan Poe Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “The giant will succumbed to a power more stern.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

402. “And the riven quote, nevermore.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

403. “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

404. “But she died; and with my own hands I bore her to the tomb; and I laughed with a long and bitter laugh as I found no traces of the first in the channel where I laid the second.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

405. “Yes,” I said, “for the love of God!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

406. “And his brow was lofty with thought, and his eye wild with care; and, in the few furrows upon his cheek I read the fables of sorrow, and weariness, and disgust with mankind, and a longing after solitude.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

407. “I had done a deed – what was it?”

— Edgar Allan Poe

408. “There are few cases in which mere popularity should be considered a proper test of merit; but the case of song-writing is, I think, one of the few.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

409. “Some human memories and tearful lore, Render him terrorless: his name’s “No More.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

410. “While the male is absent at sea in search of food, the female remains on duty, and it is only upon the return of her partner that she ventures abroad.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

411. “It may be that those who care for poetry lost little by his death. Fluent in prose, he never wrote verse for the sake of making a poem. When a refrain of image haunted him, the lyric that resulted was the inspiration, as he himself said, of a passion, not of a purpose.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

412. “Helen, thy beauty is to me.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

413. “I would have soothed-I would have reasoned; but, in the intensity of her wild desire for life,-for life-but for life-solace and reason were the uttermost folly.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

414. “Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen ME.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

415. “During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens...”

— Edgar Allan Poe

416. “It was many and many a year ago, in a kingdom by the sea...”

— Edgar Allan Poe

417. “Ha! ha! ha! – ha! ha! ha! – ho! ho! ho!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

418. “Just as the Intellect concerns itself with Truth, so Taste informs us of the Beautiful while the Moral Sense is regardful of Duty. Of this latter, while Conscience teaches the obligation, and Reason the expediency, Taste contents herself with displaying the charms: – waging war upon Vice solely on the ground of her deformity – her disproportion – her animosity to the fitting, to the appropriate, to the harmonious – in a word, to Beauty.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

419. “No woman could have inflicted the blows with any weapon.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

420. “If Pierre Bon-Bon had his failings – and what great man has not a thousand? – if Pierre Bon-Bon, I say, had his failings, they were failings of very little importance – faults indeed which, in other tempers, have often been looked upon rather in the light of virtues.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

421. “And who shall calculate the immense influence upon social life – upon arts – upon commerce – upon literature – which will be the immediate result of the great principles of electro-magnetics!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

422. “His eye was like the eye of a vulture, the eye of one of those terrible birds that watch and wait while an animal dies, and then fall upon the dead body and pull it to pieces to eat it.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

423. “I believe, indeed, that what I could not refrain from saying to him on this head had the effect of inducing him to push on. While, therefore, I cannot but lament the most unfortunate and bloody events which immediately arose from my advice, I must still be allowed to feel some degree of gratification at having been instrumental, however remotely, in opening to the eye of science one of the most intensely exciting secrets which has ever engrossed its attention.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

424. “I cannot, for my soul, remember how, when, or even precisely where, I first became acquainted with the lady Ligeia.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

425. “There was not a sous-cusinier in Rouen, who could not have told you that Bon-Bon was a man of genius. His very cat knew it, and forebore to whisk her tail in the presence of the man of genius.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

426. “In 1874 I began drawing attention to the fact that unknown and unreprinted poetry by Edgar Poe was in existence.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

427. “A cadaverousness of complexion; an eye large, liquid and very luminous... finely molded chin, speaking, in its want of prominence, of a want of moral energy.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

428. “In his opinion the powers of the intellect held intimate connection with the capabilities of the stomach.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

429. “This accident, with the loss of my insurance, and with the more serious loss of my hair, – the whole of which had been singed off by fire, – predisposed me to serious impressions, so that, finally, I made up my mind to take a wife.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

430. “The convex surface of any segment of a sphere is, to the entire surface of the sphere itself, as the versed sine of the segment to the diameter of the sphere.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

431. “But, for myself, the Earth’s records had taught me to look for widest ruin as the price of highest civilization.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

432. “There is no exquisite beauty,” says Bacon, Lord Verulam, speaking truly of all the forms and genera of beauty, “without some strangeness in the proportion.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

433. “Ah, not in knowledge is happiness, but in the acquisition of knowledge! In for ever knowing, we are for ever blessed; but to know all were the curse of a fiend.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

434. “The summit of the cataract was utterly lost in the dimness and the distance. Yet we were evidently approaching it with a hideous velocity. At intervals there were visible in it wide, yawning, but momentary rents, and from out these rents, within which was a chaos of flitting and indistinct images, there came rushing and mighty, but soundless wings, tearing up the enkindled ocean in their course.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

435. “You have conquered, and I yield. Yet henceforward art thou also dead – dead to the world and its hopes. In me didst thou exist – and, in my death, see by this image, which is thine own, how utterly thou hast murdered thyself.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

436. “We grew in age – and love – together Roaming the forest, and the wild; My breast her shield in wintry weather – And, when the friendly sunshine smil’d, And she would mark the opening skies, I saw no Heaven – but in her eyes.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

437. “That she loved me I should not have doubted; and I might have been easily aware that, in a bosom such as hers, love would have regained no ordinary passion. But in death only was I fully impressed with the strength of her affection.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

438. “It might have been midnight, or perhaps earlier, or later, for I had taken no note of time, when a sob, low, gentle, but very distinct, startled me from my revery. – I felt that it came from the bed of ebony – the bed of death. I listened in an agony of superstitious terror – but there was no repetition of the sound. I strained my vision to detect any motion in the corpse – but there was not the slightest perceptible.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

439. “He had the ordinary temperament of genius, and was a compound of misanthropy, sensibility, and enthusiasm.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

440. “Excellence, in a poem especially, may be considered in the light of an axiom, which need only be properly put, to become self-evident. It is not excellence if it require to be demonstrated its such: – and thus to point out too particularly the merits of a work of Art, is to admit that they are not merits altogether.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

441. “The moon’s distance from the earth is, in round numbers, 240,000 miles.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

442. “The mental features discoursed of as the analytical, are, in themselves, but little susceptible of analysis.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

443. “He who has never swooned, is not he who finds strange palaces and wildly familiar faces in coals that glow; is not he who beholds floating in mid-air the sad visions that the many may not view; is not he who ponders over the perfume of some novel flower – is not he whose brain grows bewildered with the meaning of some musical cadence which has never before arrested his attention.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

444. “Is it sympathy for the sheep you wish to excite? I love a sheep from the bottom of my heart...”

— Edgar Allan Poe

445. “We might say that from the impious love of liberty has been born a new tyranny – the tyranny of fools – which, in its insensible ferocity, resembles the idol of Juggernaut.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

446. “One night as I sat, half stupefied, in a den of more than infamy, my attention.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

447. “Our first meeting was at an obscure library in the Rue Montmartre, where the accident of our both being in search of the same very rare and very remarkable volume, brought us into closer communion.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

448. “And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain.”

— Edgar Allan Poe

449. “But my disease grew upon me – for what disease is like Alcohol!”

— Edgar Allan Poe

450. “An immortal instinct deep within the spirit of man is thus plainly a sense of the Beautiful.”

— Edgar Allan Poe