Michael Chabon
- Mysteries of Pittsburgh
My father told me that I was overwrought and that Clarie had had an unfortunate influence on my speech, but something in his face told me that he understood. That night he flew back to Washington, and the next day, for the first time in years, I looked in the newspaper for some lurid record of the effect of his visit, but of course there was none. He wasn't that kind of gangster.
Edgar Allan Poe
- Excerpt from "The Raven"
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; but the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, and the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
