Edgar Quotes

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The past is a pebble in my shoe.

I have before suggested that a genuine blackguard is never without a pocket-handkerchief.

J. Edgar Hoover, J. Bracken Lee, J. Parnell Thomas, J. Paul Getty -- you can always tell a shithead by that initial initial.

Edgar Allen Poe really started me when I was 8. I fell in love with everything of his.

A woman being never at a loss... the devil always sticks by them.

They [FBI] had a lot of clippings, a lot of articles I'd written. And to me the - the funniest one was - I had done a piece for Playboy about J. Edgar Hoover.

[ J. Edgar]Hoover, I'm sure, felt that he was right in everything he did and even the things that we don't like about his character.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vicesMake instruments to plague us.

It’s a case of mistaken identity. It’s one big mistake. You weren’t even in the country when it happened.”Maja in the short story 'Metro' by Steen Langstrup

You shall not leave me in that temper.I should be miserable all night, and I won’t be miserable for you!

Remember the acorn

What kind of dark, twisted mind preys on young women? I think it was Poe that said the death of a beautiful woman is the most poetical thing in the universe, and if that was true… I was John Milton.

While doing an enquiry on renowned horror author, “Edgar Allen Poe” I was astonished to notice how more successful his biographical books sold compared to his own books.

From childhood's hour I have not beenAs others were

I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee—

The difficulty with Poe is not figuring out which of his stories rise to the level required of this collection, but rather which of his stories to exclude from it.

It is a happiness to wonder

The best chess-player in Christendom may be little more than the best player of chess

Edgar Allan Poe’s writings showed me perfectly that there can be such fragile beauty and purity located in darkness and sorrow.

...in that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light...

I started to drink heavily, comfortably caught in the tentacle-like clutches of alcohol.

I hate you, Edgar. I hate you with all my heart.

Art is not what you see but what you make others see

I want to be famous but unknown!

A feeling, for which I have no name, has taken possession of my soul.

I have been happy, though in a dream.I have been happy-and I love the theme:Dreams! in their vivid colouring of lifeAs in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel Lee

Don't let your past dictate your future,

At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon.