Sunday, January 19, 2020

Happy Birthday, Edgar Allan Poe (Jan. 19, 1809 - Oct. 7, 1849)

Edgard Allan Poe by Matthew Childers

AND the will therein lieth, which dieth not. Who knoweth the mysteries of the will, with its vigor? For God is but a great will pervading all things by nature of its intentness. Man doth not yield himself to the angels, nor unto death utterly, save only through the weakness of his feeble will.

Joseph Glanvill.

One of my absolute favorite quotes to use as inspiration for gothic horror. It's creepy, it's fitting, and it's freaky as hell. Also the perfect epigraph for "Ligeia", which never fails in giving me chills in the same way "Fall of the House of Usher" does, no matter how many times I read both. All of his stories (have you checked out "Berenice" yet? Yikes!) have always been (and will always be) a never-ending source of inspiration for me. Very dark, very dream-like, and so unique.

Happy birthday to one of my literary idols, born on this day in 1809.

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