The Lid of my Coffin / Edgar Allan Poe
Much sympathy was, of course, exercised in my behalf, and as no one made claim to my corpse, it was ordered that I should be interred in a public vault. Here, after due interval, I was deposited. The sexton departed, and I was left alone. A line of Marston’s “Malcontent” —Death’s a good fellow and […]
The Value of an Idea / Oscar Wilde
If one puts forward an idea to a true Englishman–always a rash thing to do–he never dreams of considering whether the idea is right or wrong. The only thing he considers of any importance is whether one believes it oneself. Now, the value of an idea has nothing whatsoever to do with the sincerity […]
