When a madman appears thoroughly sane,.. Edgar Allan Poe

When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket.

Edgar Allan Poe

Profession: Poet
Nationality: American

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I found him well educated, with unusual powers of mind, but infected with misanthropy, and subject to perverse moods of alternate enthusiasm and melancholy.

And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term art, I should call it the Reproduction of what the senses perceive in nature through the veil of the mist.

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.

But, father, there liv'd one who, then, Then—in my boyhood—when their fire Burn'd with a still intenser glow .

It all depends on the robber's knowledge of the loser's knowledge of the robber. - Daupin.

I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity.

The days have never been when thou couldst love me—but her whom in life thou didst abhor, in death thou shalt adore.

As a poet and as a mathematician, he would reason well; as a mere mathematician, he could not have reasoned at all.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

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!

Never— nevermore.

Music, when combined with a pleasurable idea, is poetry; music, without the idea, is simply music; the idea, without the music, is prose, from its very definitiveness.

And, all at once, the moon arouse through the thin ghastly mist, And was crimson in color... And they lynx which dwelleth forever in the tomb, came out therefrom. And lay down at the feet of the demon. And looked at him steadily in the face.

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