Quotes of: Edgar-allan-poe Keyword

Thought assists memory in enabling it to order the material it has assembled. So that in a systematically ordered memory every idea is individually followed by all conclusions it entails.

The Manuscript Found in Saragossa

Under her high brows, she eyed him straight on and straight across. She had gone to girls' schools, he recalled later. Those girls looked straight at you.

The Maytrees

Love so sprang at her, she honestly thought no one had ever looked into it. Where was it in literature? Someone would have written something. She must not have recognized it. Time to read everything again.

The Maytrees

...he is not like other children, not cruel, or savage. For this very reason he is called 'strange.' A child who is mature, in the sense that the heart is mature, is always, I have observed, called deficient.

Nightwood

A sense of mission lost in ink's jagged outcrops. I was trying to tell myself what I must have known before in a form I wouldn't recognize at first.

Next Life

You have a great heart, but will only find it to be so through great pain. This is the wisdom of love, and its doubtful gift. . . . I have endured much suffering and still remain unbitter and unclosed.

The Naming

When it comes to controlling human beings there is no better instrument than lies. Because, you see, humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing that counts.

The Neverending Story

There is nothing more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.

The Odyssey

if you unquestioningly accept one piece of the culture that despises and fears you, you are vulnerable to other pieces.

On Lies, Secrets, and Silence: Selected Prose, 1966-1978

Soon the maroon-throated howls would echo back from the other trees, father down the beach, until the whole jungle filled with roaring trees. As it was in the beginning, so it is every morning of the world.

The Lacuna

But the Lacedaemonians, who make it their first principle of action to serve their country's interest, know not any thing to be just or unjust by any measure but that.

Lives of the Noble Greeks

[...] the body is what we lean toward, tensing as it darts, dancing away. but it's the voice that enters us. even saying nothing. even saying nothing over and over absently to itself

Life on Mars

My experience of my body was her experience once removed, which meant my body was dissolved, and that’s all I’d ever really wanted from my body, such as it was.

Leaving the Atocha Station

The branches of the trees looked as if they were holding hands and bowing their heads in prayer.

A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier

Ten years, she's dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon.

Lit

Such a small, pure object a poem could be, made of nothing but air a tiny string of letters, maybe small enough to fit in the palm of your hand. But it could blow everybody's head off.

Lit

Who but my mother held those small pieces of my childhood? Where would they go when she was gone?

Small Beneath the Sky: A Prairie Memoir

Not telling is just as interesting as telling I have found. Why speech, that short verbal journey from inside to outside can be excrutiating under certain circumstances is fascinating.

The Summer Without Men

Every sickness has an alien quality, a feeling of invasion and loss of control that is evident in the language we use about it.

The Shaking Woman, or A History of My Nerves

Infancy is irretrievable. Its memories live underground. To what extent they return by stealth or are triggered by various catalysts remains an ongoing question.

The Shaking Woman, or A History of My Nerves

You cannot choose your battlefield, God does that for you; But you can plant a standard Where a standard never flew. (From )

The Singing Crow And Other Poems