Quotes from The Cask of Amontillado

“A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on. (Montresor)”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“Yes," I said, "for the love of God!”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“THE thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed revenge. You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that gave utterance to a threat. At length I would be avenged; this was a point definitely, settled --but the very definitiveness with which it was resolved precluded the idea of risk. I must not only punish but punish with impunity. A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. It is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong. ”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“I continued, as was my wont, to smile in his face, and he did not perceive that my smile now was at the thought of his immolation.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“Una injuria queda sin reparar, cuando su justo castigo perjudica al vengador.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“How long have you had that cough?" "Ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!" My poor friend found it impossible to reply for many minutes. "It is nothing," he said, at last. "Come," I said, with decision, "we will go back; your health is precious. You are rich, respected, admired, beloved; you are happy, as once I was. You are a man to be missed. For me it is no matter. We will go back; you will be ill, and I cannot be responsible. Besides, there is Luchesi—" "Enough," he said; "the cough is a mere nothing; it will not kill me. I shall not die of a cough." "True—true,”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“The wine sparkled in his eyes”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

“Ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!—ugh! ugh! ugh!”
― Edgar Allan Poe, quote from The Cask of Amontillado

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