787 Quotes by Edgar Allan Poe

"Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" / Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

The rain came down upon my head unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.

So lovely was the loneliness of a wild lake.