Believe me, there exists no such dilemma as that in which a gentleman is placed when he is forced to reply to a blackguard.

I am SHADOW, and my dwelling is near to the Catacombs of Ptolemais, and hard by those dim plains of Helusion which border upon the foul Charonian canal." And then did we, the seven, start from our seats in horror, and stand trembling, and shuddering, and aghast, for the tones in the voice of the shadow were not the tones of any one being, but of a multitude of beings, and, varying in their cadences from syllable to syllable fell duskly upon our ears in the well-remembered and familiar accents of many thousand departed friends.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

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

A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.

In the tale proper--where there is no space for development of character or for great profusion and variety of incident--mere construction is, of course, far more imperatively demanded than in the novel.

The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow