She was not too tall, and of a voluptuous build, so that my eyes wandered amid many charms that hitherto had been strangers to them. - E. T. A. Hoffmann

The magic of music is so strong, getting stronger, it should break any shackle of another art.

Why should not a writer be permitted to make use of the levers of fear, terror and horror because some feeble soul here and there finds it more than it can bear? Shall there be no strong meat at table because there happen to be some guests there whose stomachs are weak, or who have spoiled their own digestions?

It was obvious from their expressions that they believed the wellbeing of R.’s inhabitants was endangered by my youth. The visit was very enjoyable, but the horror of the previous night still clung to me.