“My Own Mistake Arose, Naturally Enough, Through Too Careless, Too Inquisitive, And Too Impulsive A Temperament…”

“…But Of Late, It Is A Rare Thing That I Sleep Soundly At Night.  There Is A Countenance Which Haunts Me, Turn As I Will. There Is An Hysterical Laugh Which Will Forever Ring Within My Ears.“

–“THE OBLONG BOX“

by EDGAR ALLAN POE