Passions In The Tell Tale Heart

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Let us begin at the end. A foreshadow, a flashback, they are the creative tools that Edgar Allen Poe (1809-1849) uses as we journey through the madness that is “The Tell Tale Heart (1843)”. We have no names to go by only ones perspective, a story narrated by a man who claims sanity in an insane situation. Here masked by denial; we are told an anecdote that is driven by love and hate, the most irrational emotions that we all know and feel. Poe demonstrates to us how these sensations can become twisted and malign. He uses these passions and the choices they drive us to, to show the extreme possibilities of human nature and its delicate equilibrium.
The villain begins his division, he tells us he is only nervous and that the illness has quickened his senses not restrained them. That most of all, his sense of hearing has been intensified. So much that he claims that he has and can hear things in heaven and in the earth; and that he has heard many things in hell (331). This statement is an aspect into insight; a suggestion that is telling us a brief sliver of the things to come. “How then am I mad?” (331) ask the antagonist, but to whom is he asking? We should presume then, that it is us the readers who are to be the catalyst in the story. It is our job to fill the role of the police, the judge, and the jury, Poe wants us, to make up our minds about whether or not this man, this murderer is insane. It is up to us to listen.
Poe’s storyteller continues his account, “Object there was none. Passion there was none. The old man had never wronged me or given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I loved the old man” (331). He loved the old man? Love is that most surreal of feelings. It is the feeling that most people thin...

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...ry of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! And now --again! --hark! Louder! Louder! Louder! Louder!”(333). Guilt is the victor and the equilibrium maintained.
Poe shows us how love and hate are intertwined and inseparable, how guilt will always keep our consciences in check. He leaves it up to us the reader to answer the following. Does it validate one’s sanity to be calm and rational during the course of committing a murder? Does it not? Is the narrator sick with a mental disorder or is he a cold-blooded murderer? Is he the victim or the villain? Do we all not feel love and hate and know to what extreme measures they can drive us to? Are we human or animal or something in between?

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