"Fortunato had hurt me a thousand times and I had suffered quietly. But then I had learned he had laughed at my proud name... I promised myself that I would make him pay for this --- That I would have revenge."
"I continued to smile in his face, and he did not understand that I was now smiling at the thought of what I planned for him, at the thought of my revenge."
"...But he had one great weakness: he liked to drink good wine, and indeed he drank much of it."
"Fortunato took my arm, and I allowed him to hurry me to my great stone palace, where my family, the Montresors, had lived for centuries."
We went on, deeper and deeper into the earth. Finally we arrived at a vault in which the air was so old and heavy that our lights almost died. Against three of the walls there were piles of bones higher than our heads.
“'But…But the Amontillado?' 'Ah, yes, yes indeed; the Amontillado.' As I spoke these words I began to search among the bones. Throwing them to one side I found the stones which earlier I had taken down from the wall."