Quotes About Horror

knowing that to this sunken place all the dead had come, I trembled and did not wish again to speak with the lotos-faces. Yet

Perhaps I should not hope to convey in mere words the unutterable hideousness that can dwell in  absolute  silence and barren immensity.

a swarthy young wench who had marked anomalies of feature and seemed to exude a perpetual odor of fish.

The text was darkly mysterious rather than openly horrible, though a knowledge of its origin and manner of gathering gave it all the associative horror which any words could well possess.

Ultimate horror often paralyzes memory in a merciful way.

R'lyeh'deki evinde ölü Cthulhu düÅŸ görerek bekliyor.

He said that the geometry of the dream-place he saw was abnormal, non-Euclidean, and loathsomely redolent of spheres and dimensions apart from ours.

I saw the body spread on that dank stone, And knew those things which feasted were not men; I knew this strange, grey world was not my own, But Yuggoth, past the starry voids—and then The body shrieked at me with a dead cry, And all too late I knew that it was I!

H.P. Lovecraft

a new chill from afar out whither the condor had flown, as if my flesh had caught a horror before my eyes had seen it. Nor

H.P. Lovecraft

There had been aeons when other Things ruled on the earth, and They had had great cities. Remains of Them, he said the deathless Chinamen had told him, were still to be found as Cyclopean stones on islands in the Pacific. They all died vast epochs of time before men came, but there were arts which could revive Them when the stars had come round again to the right positions in the cycle of eternity.

Ygnaiih . . . ygnaiih . . . thflthkh'ngha . . . Yog-Sothoth . . ." rang the hideous croaking out of space. "Y'bthnk . . . h'ehye—n'grkdl'lh. . . .

H.P. Lovecraft

the sailor who broke down the door could perhaps have told frightful things if he had not forthwith gone completely mad—

The Whisperer in Darkness

The incalculable age and brooding horror of this monstrous waste began to oppress me as never before

Too late—cannot help self—black paws materialise—am dragged away toward the cellar.

fear is our deepest and strongest emotion, and the one which best lends itself to the creation of nature-defying illusions. Horror

That flopping or pattering was monstrous--I could not look upon the degenerate creatures responsible for it. I would keep my eyes shut till the sound receded toward the west.

So I tried to read, and soon became tremblingly absorbed by something I found in that accursed Necronomicon; a thought and a legend too hideous for sanity or consciousness.

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

I did not shriek, but all the fiendish ghouls that ride the night-wind shrieked for me as in that same second there crashed down upon my mind a single and fleeting avalanche of soul-annihilating memory.

Down unlit and illimitable corridors of eldritch phantasy sweeps the black, shapeless Nemesis that drives me to self-annihilation.