Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heavens and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. Now this is the point. You fancy me mad.
Madmen know nothing.
But you should have seen me . I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. It is impossible to say how the idea of murdering the old man first entered the mind of the narrator. Passion there was none. I loved the old man.