Quotes About Dread

No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of identity. Merging with nothingness is peaceful oblivion; but to be aware of existence and yet to know that one is no longer a definite being distinguished from other beings—that one no longer has a self—that is the nameless summit of agony and dread.

Rara vez deja de haber ironía incluso en el mayor de los horrores.

Chronophagos, the Devourer of Time, the Eater of Hours. What man remembereth even the hour of his death if the Chronophagos hath devoured it? —Nicephoros Attaliades, The Testament of Nightmares

I sank nearly to the lichened earth, transfixed with a dread not of this nor any world, but only of the mad spaces between the stars.

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. But

Ye have done much to bring about the indescribable return. May ye go mad quickly and not be devoured.

All the terror I had dimly felt before rushed upon me actively and vividly, and I knew that I loathed the ancient and abhorrent creature so near me with an infinite intensity.

Certainly, we were in one of the strangest, weirdest, and most terrible of all the corners of earth's globe.

Carter did not wish to meet a bhole, so

I hate the moon—I am afraid of it—for when it shines on certain scenes familiar and loved it sometimes makes them unfamiliar and hideous. It

But I do not fear him now, for I suspect that he has known horrors beyond my ken. Now I fear for him.

he climbed desperately to escape the unendurable nuzzling of that loathsome and overfed bhole

I cannot think of the deep sea without shuddering at the nameless things that may at this very moment be crawling and floundering on its slimy bed

Everything he saw was unspeakably menacing and horrible; and whenever one of the organic entities appeared by its motions to be noticing him, he felt a stark, hideous fright which generally jolted him awake.

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

The oldest and most powerful emotion is fear... And the oldest and most powerful kind of fear is that of the unknown.

Him Who is not to be Named.

Hay horrores que rebasan los confines mismos de la vida y que ni siquiera sospechamos, y sólo de vez en cuando la maligna curiosidad humana pone a nuestro alcance.

At times I fancied that every contour of these blasphemous fish-frogs was overflowing with the ultimate quintessence of unknown and inhuman evil.

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

Suddenly there came another burst of that acute fear which had intermittently seized me ever since I first saw the terrible valley and the nameless city under a cold moon

This place had once been the seat of an evil older than mankind and wider than the known universe.

H.P. Lovecraft

H.P. Lovecraft