Tales of Mystery and Imagination Quotes

“To conceive the horror of my sensations is, I presume, utterly impossible; yet a curiosity to penetrate the mysteries of these awful regions predominates even over my despair, and will reconcile me to the most hideous aspect of death.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“It is evident that we are hurrying onward to some exciting knowledge—some never-to-be-imparted secret, whose attainment is destruction.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“The teeth!—the teeth!—they were here, and there, and everywhere, and visibly and palpably before me; long, narrow, and excessively white, with the pale lips writhing about them, as in the very moment of their first terrible development.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“I had done a deed—what was it?”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“The look on his face frightened me terribly, but at the same time I was pleased not to be alone any more.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Thus, in time, it became painful to love. Hate would have been mercy then.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Es baidos no nākotnes, pareizāk sakot, - no tā, ko tā nesīs. Nodrebu, domādams, ka ikviens, pat visnenozīmīgākais notikums var manas dvēseles satraukumu vērst neizturamu. Īstenībā es nebaidos no briesmām, bet no šausmām, ko tās izraisa. Savā nožēlojamā, drosmi paralizējošā stāvoklī jūtu, ka agrāk vai vēlāk pienāks diena, kad cīņā ar nepielūdzamo rēgu- BAILĒM, būs jāatsakās ne vien no dzīves, bet arī no saprāta.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Īstenība man likās kā maldu tēls, vienīgi maldu tēls, bet sapņu valstības rēgainie priekšstati savukārt kļuva par manas esības pamatu- tikai šinī valstībā nedalāmi ritēja mana dzīve.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Vai nu atmiņas par vakardienas laimi liek mums ciest šodien, vai arī šīsdienas ciešanu sakne meklējama pāri plūstošā priekā, kas varētu būt bijis.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Nelaimei ir daudz seju. Ļaužu izmisumam ir daudzi veidi. Līdzīgi varavīksnei, tas liecas pāri plašajam apvārsnim, un tā veidi ir tikpat dažādi kā šī loka krāsas- tikpat izšķirīgas un tomēr saplūdušas vienotā mirdzumā. Liecas pāri plašajam apvārsnim kā varavīksne! Kā gan varēja gadīties, ka es minēju skaisto, lai izskaidrotu pretīgo, izvēlējos miera vēstnesi par salīdzinājumu postam.? Bet, tāpat kā ētiskos secinājumos ļaunums ir labā sekas, tā arī no prieka dzimst bēdas.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“A valet, of stealthy step, thence conducted me, in silence, through many dark and intricate passages in my progress to the studio of his master”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“I looked upon the scene before me—upon the mere house, and the simple landscape features of the domain—upon the bleak walls—upon the vacant eye-like windows—upon a few rank sedges—and upon a few white trunks of decayed trees—with an utter desperation of soul which I can compare to no earthly sensation more properly than to the afterdream of the reveller upon opium—the bitter lapse into everyday life—the hideous dropping off of the veil. There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart—an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could torture into aught of the sublime. What was it—I paused to think—what was it that so unnerved me in the contemplation of the House of Usher? It was a mystery all insoluble; nor could I grapple with the shadowy fancies that crowded upon me as I pondered. I was forced to fall back upon the unsatisfactory conclusion, that while, beyond doubt, there are combinations of very simple natural objects which have the power of thus affecting us, still the analysis of this power lies among considerations beyond our depth. It was possible, I reflected, that a mere different arrangement of the particulars of the scene, of the details of the picture, would be sufficient to modify, or perhaps to annihilate its capacity for sorrowful impression; and, acting upon this idea, I reined my horse to the precipitous brink of a black and lurid tarn that lay in unruffled lustre by the dwelling, and gazed down—but with a shudder even more thrilling than before—upon the remodelled and inverted images of the grey sedge, and the ghastly tree-stems, and the vacant and eye-like windows.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“For this reason is a musical education most essential; since it causes Rhythm and Harmony to penetrate most intimately into the soul, taking the strongest hold upon it, filling it with beauty and making the man beautiful-minded... He will praise and admire the beautiful: will receive it with joy into his soul, will feed upon it, and assimilate his own condition with it.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness? - from the covenant of peace a simile of sorrow? But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agonies which are have their origin in the ecstasies which might have been.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“la musique est le seul des talents qui jouissent de luimeme; tous les autres veulent des témoins.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Eager vehemence of desire for life.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“آدم هوشمند همیشه قوه خیال‌پردازی دارد، ولی آدمی که واقعاً قوه تخیل داشته باشد، در درجه اول یک متخصص تحلیلی است.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“هر عقیده‌ای که از دیگران رسیده و قبول‌شده باشد، فکر احمقانه‌ای بیش نیست، زیرا بافکر اکثریت مردم سازگار آمده است.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“همیشه به عمقی زیادتر از حد لزوم فرورفتن فکر را ضعیف و تردید را زیاد می‌کند.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“نه در عمیق‌ترین خواب‌ها، نه در حال هذیان، نه در حال بیهوشی، نه در مرگ، نه حتی در درون گور، باز همه‌چیز از میان نمی‌رود، زیرا اگر جز این بود، ابدیت برای انسان وجود نداشت.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“آدمی فقط ازآن‌جهت کاملاً تسلیم مرگ می‌شود که اراده‌ای ضعیف و ناتوان دارد.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination

“Nenormālas jau savā būtībā- manas jūtas nekad nenāca no sirds, bet vienmēr no prāta.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, Tales of Mystery and Imagination