Roderick Usher:
Odors assail me constantly, and as I've said, sounds of any degree whatsoever inspire me with terror.
Philip Winthrop:
That's why your servant asked me to remove my boots?
Roderick Usher:
Yes... and even so I could hear you coming: every footstep, every rustle of your clothes. I could hear your horse approaching, hear the clatter of his hooves across the courtyard, your knock - the grating of the door bolt was like a sword-stroke to my ears...
Roderick Usher:
[lowers his voice to a whisper]
I can hear the scratch of rat claws in the stone walls!
Roderick Usher:
Mr. Winthrop, three-quarters of my family have fallen into madness, and in their madness have acquired a, a superhuman strength... so that it took the power of many to subdue them.
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