Quotes About Lovecraft

Howard Phillips Lovecraft was one of the great pioneers of the spy thriller.

The spook begins to interfere with the writer's normal mental processes. Sometimes the ghost, by appealing to the writer's sympathies, tempts the writer to imitate him in one way or another. Catherine says that, when I was working on Lovecraft, I even began to dress in the style affected by HPL, like that of a well-bred undertaker.

From 1909 to 1914, Lovecraft turned from adolescent to adult; but his life during this period is an almost utter blank. Apparently he sat at home, day after day, staying up most of the night and in bed all morning, reading voraciously, writing reams of Georgian poetry, and doing little else.

In his last years, Lovecraft dropped practically all his ethnic phobias and denounced the very opinions he had earlier flaunted.

On July 6, 1906, Lovecraft acquired a used Remington typewriter. He never, however, took the next logical step: to learn to type by touch. All his life, he typed with his two forefingers, as did many writers of his generation like H. L. Mencken.

Now, Lovecraft was notoriously fond of sweets. He consumed vast quantities of chocolate and ice cream; he so saturated his coffee with sugar that a sticky mass was left in the cup. If he was hyperinsulinic, such a practice was guaranteed to cause a collapse of the kind he told about.

Man's relations to man do not captivate my fancy. It is man's relation to the cosmos--to the unknown--which alone arouses in me the spark of creative imagination.

If asked to name the definitive image in Lovecraft, one might likely say its tentacles flailing from the body of a monster. For me it would be probably be puppets, manikins, and clown-like things, even though these are more often a matter of metaphor than a literal presence of a monstrous type. Nevertheless, if Lovecraft's tentacle monsters and my puppets and so on fought each other, I think the monsters would win.

If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn. In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulu waits dreaming

When I first read 'Lovecraft Country' I knew it had the potential to be unlike anything else on television.

H. P. Lovecraft wrote that the most merciful thing about the human mind is its inability to correlate all its contents,

The Weaver is a really godlike power. It's not even a blind idiot god, a sort of Lovecraft thing, it's just a purely capricious god. It's an intelligence you can't understand, so you can't trust it." -Amazon.com interview

All of my tales are based on the fundamental premise that common human laws and emotions have no validity or significance in the cosmos-at-large.

One of the Old Ones is known as the Sleeper. It's said his tomb is somewhere under the Pacific. And that goddamned moron Lovecraft published stories and easy-to-remember rhymes about the thing.

She smiled and patted me on the head. "Congrats, Fly. You win the Nobel Prize. You don't see a pressure dome up there, do you? But we're still sucking air. I know we're on Deimos; I recognize all the stuff that H. P. Lovecraft didn't redecorate." Who, I wanted to know, was H. P. Lovecraft? If he'd had anything to do with this, I wanted to punch his lights out.

Religion itself is an absurdity and an anomaly, and paganism is acceptable only because it represents that purely orgiastic phase of religion farthest from reality.

Most of my monsters fail altogether to satisfy my sense of the cosmic--the abnormally chromatic entity in "The Colour Out of Space" being the only one of the lot which I take any pride in.

Imagination is a very potent thing, and in the uneducated often usurps the place of genuine experience.

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents." —H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu

How We Can Learn From Howard Phillips Lovecraft to Turn Our Spirit into a Living Sacrifice

Lovecraft, the anti-Semite, was briefly married to a Jew. Salinger, the Jew, was once married to a Nazi.

What Lovecraft did do, better than anyone, was radically decenter the human experience from the art of fiction.