Horror Anthology Quotes

Life was profligate with beauty, only if you stopped to look, only if you had someone to share it with.

and the wind gathered the leaves as a mother gathers her children and blew them irrevocably, lovingly, into the haunted wildness

The difficulty with Poe is not figuring out which of his stories rise to the level required of this collection, but rather which of his stories to exclude from it.