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.
~ Andrew Barger
and the wind gathered the leaves as a mother gathers her children and blew them irrevocably, lovingly, into the haunted wildness
~ Elliot Mabeuse
Life was profligate with beauty, only if you stopped to look, only if you had someone to share it with.
