Quotes About Horror

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn." Then

La mia sbrigliata immaginazione credette di vedere, allo stesso tempo, una piovra, un drago e una caricatura umana. Aveva una testa rotonda, irta di tentacoli e posta su di un corpo grottesco e squamoso, da cui spuntavano due ali rudimentali: e c'era qualcosa, in quell'insieme, che rendeva la figura quanto mai spaventosa e ripugnante.

Of witch, and demon

Most daemoniacal of all shocks is that of the abysmally unexpected and grotesquely unbelievable

This idea of a black, hidden horror connected with incalculable gulfs of some sort of distance was oddly widespread and persistent.

I have looked upon all that the universe has to hold of horror, and even the skies of spring and the flowers of summer must ever afterward be poison to me.

In that moment it seemed as if all the hidden terrors and monstrosities of earth had become articulate in an effort to overwhelm the human race.

Quizá no deba esperar transmitir con meras palabras la indecible repugnancia que puede reinar en el absoluto silencio y la estéril inmensidad.

The Thing cannot be described—there is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order.

like pestilential tempests from the gulfs of hell.

H.P. Lovecraft

struck depths that your little brain can't picture! I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars… I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness… Space belongs to me, do you hear?

The man was not a fantaisiste or romanticist at all—he did not even try to give us the churning, prismatic ephemera of dreams, but coldly and sardonically reflected some stable, mechanistic, and well-established horror-world which he saw fully, brilliantly, squarely, and unfalteringly.

Possibly Gilman ought not to have studied so hard. Non-Euclidean calculus and quantum physics are enough to stretch any brain; and when one mixes them with folklore, and tries to trace a strange background of multi-dimensional reality behind the ghoulish hints of the Gothic tales and the wild whispers of the chimney-corner, one can hardly expect to be wholly free from mental tension.

Nothing has been distorted or concealed, and if anything remains vague, it is only because of the dark cloud which has come over my mind—that cloud and the nebulous nature of the horrors which brought it upon me.

Little things make considerable excitement in little towns, which is the reason that Kingsport people talked all that spring and summer about the three unidentifiable bodies, horribly slashed as with many cutlasses, and horribly mangled as by the tread of many cruel boot-heels, which the tide washed in.

As the steps and the passage grew broader, I heard another sound, the thin, whining mockery of a feeble flute; and suddenly there spread out before me the boundless vista of an inner world–a vast fungous shore litten by a belching column of sick greenish flame and washed by a wide oily river that flowed from abysses frightful and unsuspected to join the blackest gulfs of immemorial ocean.

Ammi would give me no added particulars of this scene, but the shape in the comer does not reappear in his tale as a moving object. There are things which cannot be mentioned, and what is done in common humanity is sometimes cruelly judged by the law.

In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

H.P. Lovecraft

He let the boy run about for a week until he began stumbling and hurting himself, and then he shut him in an attic room across the hall from his mother's. The way they screamed at each other from behind their locked doors was very terrible, especially to little Merwin, who fancied they talked in some terrible language that was not of earth.

He stumbled on things no mortal ought ever to know, and reached back through the years as no one ever should reach; and something came out of those years to engulf him.

bhole whose form no man might see.

That was when I waked half of Arkham with my screaming as I plunged madly up from the abyss of sleep.