There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.

And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

The goodness of your true pun is in the direct ratio of its intolerability.

Not hear it? --yes, I hear it, and have heard it. Long --long --long --many minutes, many hours, many days, have I heard it --yet I dared not --oh, pity me, miserable wretch that I am! --I dared not --I dared not speak! We have put her living in the tomb!

Thank Heaven! The crisis /The danger is past, and the lingering illness, is over at last /, and the fever called ''Living'' is conquered at last.

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

I have great faith in fools,— self-confidence my friends will call it.