Quote #2346 from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
Tue, 2009-08-18 18:10 — lucy.Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
Quote #1257 from The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:29 — GabrielleWhile, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door,
A hideous
throng rush out forever,
And laugh - but smile no more.
Quote #1009 from Eleonora by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:29 — GabrielleThey who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Quote #574 from The Black Cat by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleYet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart – one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a stupid action, for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such?
Quote #545 from The Conqueror Worm by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleBut see, amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape intrude!
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes!--it writhes!--with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And the angels sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.
Quote #546 from Shadow by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleYe who read are still among the living; but I who write shall have long since gone my way into the region of shadows.
Quote #547 from Al Aaraaf, Tamerlane and Minor Poem by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleI could not love except where Death
Was mingling his with Beauty's breath ?
Quote #550 from on his deathbed by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleMy best friend would be the man who gave me a pistol that I might blow out my brains.
Quote #526 from The Pit And The Pendulum by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleAnd then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.
Quote #432 from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — GabrielleEagerly I wished the morrow; --vainly I
had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow--
sorrow for the lost Lenore--
For the rare and radiant maiden whom
the angels name Lenore--
Nameless here for evermore.