Books, indeed, were his sole luxuries

In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.

I call to mind flatness and dampness; and then all is madness - the madness of a memory which busies itself among forbidden things.

If in many of my productions terror has been the thesis, I maintain that terror is not of Germany, but of the soul.

A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on. (Montresor)

The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.

Democracy is a very admirable form of government - for dogs