Coat of arms

drinking to Fortunato’s long life. Montresor knows all too well how his enemy will die, and is certain it won’t be from a cough. Other examples are easily found throughout the text, such as the coat of arms of the Montresors, and Fortunato’s forgetfulness as to their motto. Fortunato forgetting the arms of Montresor’s family is yet another of the “thousand injuries of Fortunato I [Montresor] had borne,” and the irony of the situation is mirrored by the motto of his house, “nemo me impune…

intellectual, he is a very indecisive man. He does attempt to overcome his anxieties, but fears he would be made fun of because of his “bald spot in the middle of . . . hair, . . . morning coat, . . . collar mounting firmly to the chin, . . . necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin, . . . his arms and legs are thin” (Eliot, 2015). Prufrock, desire to move forward and conquer his own emotions is shattered by his own negative outlook of…

and tan long-coat Chihuahua was my first show dog and the sweetest little guy. He always loved to cuddle me and would get so excited to see me that he would hyperventilate. I never planned to attend, let alone compete, in dog shows. I hadn’t even owned a dog before! So when my Great-aunt Margaret…

Recurring images of time, romantic disillusionment and memory reveal the inherent tension between the actual and the possible in Eliot’s poetry. The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock dismantles idealistic romanticism and exposes the pessimistic perspective on life, love and time that is central to modernism. At the time of writing, in 1911, Eliot was twenty two years old, and was battling with a lack of lyrical inspiration. For this reason, critics have argued that Prufrock 's romantic hesitations…

An Evaluation of “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” The film “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge” written by Ambrose Bierce and then directed by Robert Enrico is a French masterpiece of a psychological thriller that contains a fair amount of drama, mystery, and tragedy. It was a successful film and with numerous shifts of emotions, this film is an example of one with great storytelling, acting, and cinematography to mold it into a successful short film. To begin with, the most generic yet…

Sitting in his cell smelling the fresh lumber and listening to the rhythm that the carpenters uses as they nail the gaols, Richard Hawes closes his eyes wishing desperately to be anywhere but in the cell where he had lived for the past few weeks. Fleeting, Richard thought, April used to be his favorite time of the year. Whispering, he said “I should be in Atlanta with Mayes”. as he envision the new life had grab at with both fist. Mayes Story Hawes, Richards new wife, was sweet, biddable and…

“took from [his] waist-coat a pen-knife, opened it… and deliberately cut one of its eyes out” (Poe 2). Another situation where he displayed extreme violence was when he and his wife got a new black cat (much like their original cat--Pluto). They were heading down to their subterranean cellar when the new cat ran passed the narrator and he tried swinging a hatchet at it. “But this blow was arrested by the hand of [his] wife” (Poe 4). In a fit of rage, he “withdrew [his] arm from her grasp and…

dinged, the doors slid open and out stepped a tall, beautiful redhead. She had shoulder length wavy hair, green eyes and was dressed in a white, button-down shirt under a dark red business coat. The shirt was untucked over a knee length skirt. She was wearing sensible, flat shoes but…

from their shoulders. They have whiskers, a very long tail, a beard around the face, and they do not have thumbs. There were two colobus monkeys’, one male and one female. Colobus monkeys are not sexual dimorphic. The length of the colobus monkeys’ arms is proportionate to their body shape. The colobus monkey has a flat face and rump pads. The colobus monkey does have a tail, but it is not prehensile and they do not have touch pads. They do not have cheek pouches. The Female colobus was not…

In a tiny, run-down bar on the sketchy side of town, I sit at a booth with a hardened, grizzled war veteran who was drowning his sorrows with cheap liquor out of amber-tinted shot glass. Consequently,—because of Veteran's Day—in honour of those who served, I was asked to interview Colonel William Cohen McAdams—who served in the army, airforce, and the navy SEALs—for an article in the university paper. He was a decent-looking fellow—for someone who was missing an eye. Ironically enough, he…