I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.

But our love was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

Scorching my seared heart with a pain, not hell shall make me fear again.

I was cautious in what I said before the young lady; for I could not be sure that she was sane; and, in fact, there was a certain restless brilliancy about her eyes that half led me to imagine she was not.

It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic.

I found him well educated, with unusual powers of mind, but infected with misanthropy, and subject to perverse moods of alternate enthusiasm and melancholy.

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