Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture — a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees — very gradually — I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye for ever.


The Tell-Tale Heart (1843)

Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no...

Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no...

Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no...

Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no...