Edgar Allan Poe

Literature American 1809 – 1849 76 quotes

An American writer, poet, editor, and literary critic, best known for his tales of mystery and the macabre.

Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

Marginalia (essay) 1845

Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!

Sonnet—To Science (poem) 1839

The loss of beauty is the loss of life.

Letter to Maria Clemm 1847

Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.

Eleonora (short story) 1841

Beauty is the sole legitimate province of poetry.

The Poetic Principle (essay) 1846

I have no faith in human perfectibility.

Letter to James Russell Lowell 1844

The heart is like a musical instrument of many strings, most of which are silent.

Letter to Mrs. Sarah Helen Whitman 1845

All religion, my friend, is simply evolved out of fraud, fear, and faith.

Letter to George W. Eveleth 1848

The writer of the smallest note of criticism should have the courage to assume that about it the writer of the book will say: 'He is in error.'

Marginalia (essay) 1849

There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart.

The Black Cat (short story) 1843

I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.

Ligeia (short story) 1838

The best of everything is the least that can be done with the least effort.

The Philosophy of Composition (essay) 1846

Tyrants fall in every age; but Genius can never die.

To Helen (poem) 1831

I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence today, to-morrow, or at any distant day; and therefore I have nothing to fear.

The Imp of the Perverse (short story) 1845

The pain of the mind is worse than the pain of the body.

The Island of the Fay (short story) 1841

In reading some of the English poets, I have often sighed over their limitation of genius to the idea that the gardens, birds, the dews, the leaves, the flowers, belong to any one cottage, any one dwelling.

The Poetic Principle (essay) 1846

My life has been one of continual care and anxiety.

Letter to John Reuben Thompson 1848

The true genius shudders at incompleteness—and usually prefers silence to saying the something that is not everything that should be said.

Marginalia (essay) 1849

And all I loved, I loved alone.

Alone (poem) 1829

The ruddy luster of the punch-bowl is a sure pledge of a successful party.

The Mystery of Marie Rogêt (short story) 1843