For Years Your Name Never

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.

It Is The Curse Of A Certain Order Of Mind, That It Can Never Rest Satisfied With The Consciousness Of Its Ability To Do A Thing.still Less Is It Content With Doing It. It Must Both Know And Show How It Was Done.

I Have, Indeed, No Abhorrence Of Danger, Except In Its Absolute Effect - In Terror.

It Is A Happiness To Wonder; -- It Is A Happiness To Dream.

And Darkness And Decay And The Red Death Held Illimitable Dominion Over All.