Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream beforeSubmitted on Tue, 2009-08-18 18:10 — lucy.
Link to full quote: Quote #2346 from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door,
A hideous
throng rush out forever,
And laugh - but smile no more.Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:29 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #1257 from The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:29 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #1009 from Eleonora by Edgar Allan Poe
Sleep, what slices of death, how I loathe them.
Yet 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?
Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #574 from The Black Cat by Edgar Allan Poe
But 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.Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #545 from The Conqueror Worm by Edgar Allan Poe
Ye who read are still among the living; but I who write shall have long since gone my way into the region of shadows.
Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #546 from Shadow by Edgar Allan Poe
I could not love except where Death
Was mingling his with Beauty's breath ?Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #547 from Al Aaraaf, Tamerlane and Minor Poem by Edgar Allan Poe
My best friend would be the man who gave me a pistol that I might blow out my brains.
Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #550 from on his deathbed by Edgar Allan Poe
And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.
Submitted on Thu, 2009-03-19 14:28 — Gabrielle
Link to full quote: Quote #526 from The Pit And The Pendulum by Edgar Allan Poe