There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust.
Edgar Allan PoeThe boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
Edgar Allan PoeMan's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
Edgar Allan Poe