Reader's Blog; The Tell-Tale Heart

Pg. 304


       "A watch's minute hand moves more quickly than did mine. Never before that night had I felt the extent of my own powers- of my sagacity. I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph. To think that there I was, opening the door, little by little, and he not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts."

-Just the fact that Poe writes things like this makes my kinda scared as to what went throughout his mind.But when I was reading this, it kind of got me thinking if this is how actual serial killers think.Do they feel what they're doing is right? Do they actually think this all perfectly and strategically? This story, as well as practically everything Poe writes, makes me think all of these things. Well done, Poe. Well done.

Reader's Blog; Eldorado

Pg. 970

         " Gaily bedight, A gallant knight, In sunshine and in shadow, Had journeyed long, Singing a song, In search for Eldorado. 
But he grew old- This knight so bold - And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado."

- What I got from this is that this knight was looking around for Eldorado. You know, like the city made out of gold and stuff. Gold everywhere. Then on his journey there, he was unable to find it and ended up dying as he searched for it. Sadly, he never got to find Eldorado.

Reader's Blog; Lenore

Pg. 946

     " 'Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hater her for her pride, and when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died! How shall the ritual, then, be read? - the requiem how be sung By you- by yours, the evil eye,- by yours, the slanderous tongue That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young?"

- As I read this (and annotated), what came in to my mind was that he was absolutely outraged that these people were at Lenore's funeral. He's basically telling them off by saying how can they be there when they truly never cared for her and they shouldn't taint her sacred funeral with their corrupted presence.

Reader's Blog; The Raven

Pg. 943

      "And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating; "Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; This is it and nothing more."

- When I read this, I thought that he was speaking metaphorically, (when isn't he?), about how the memories of Lenore dying (mentioned in the stanza before) are invading him again and bringing these unwanted emotions with them. They're so strong that they're terrifying him as well as exciting him.

Reader's Blog; The Raven

Pg. 943
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         "While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door, 'Tis some visitor', I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this and nothing more."

-This really reminds me, for some reason, of when you're just about to sleep, you're all cozy, and you have everything perfect and just as sleep is about to get you, BOOM. The slightest little noise wakes you up and you can't go back to sleep again. That always happens to me and I hate it with the passion of a thousand burning suns.

Reader's Blog: The Tell-Tale Heart

Pg. 303

     "Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded- with what caution- with what foresight- with what dissimulation I went to work!"

-If only I could quote the ENTIRE short story, I would. I just absolutely love Poe's work, and yes, the gif up top is totally (for once) relevant. His work's just- it's utterly insane and completely sick, but it's the way that he portrays this craziness amuses me Now with this quote, we see exactly how crazy he is, even though he's trying to get us to believe otherwise. I'm pretty sure everyone who reads this story categorizes him as messed up in the head, but in a sense, he's too crazy to really be crazy. If he were crazy, he just would have killed the old man right then and there, but no. He actually went and took care of the old man, and then killed him. Crazy people couldn't have done that. It takes not only patience but also brain power to come up with that kind of thing. I think he's a sick and twisted genius.

Reader's Blog: The Tell-Tale Heart

Pg. 303

      "It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived  it haunted me day and night."

-To me this is something a criminal or someone who's mentally unstable (by society's standards) would say. Like if they're convicted and then they're asked what they were thinking when they committed the crime, that's what they would say. Honestly, I can't possibly imagine how someone could be so passionate, if that's even the correct term, when it comes to a sick idea such as the one he had. Actually, when it comes to the idea of murder in general. I don't- I can't comprehend how someone can be driven to commit such an act. Like wow no oreos for you, ever, you ugly sicko.