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“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“In his house at R'lyeh, dead Cthulu waits dreaming”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“It is new, indeed, for I made it last night in a dream of strange cities; and dreams are older than brooding Tyre, or the contemplative Sphinx, or garden-girdled Babylon.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Science, already oppressive with its shocking revelations, will perhaps be the ultimate exterminator of our human species - if separate species we be - for its reserve of unguessed horrors could never be borne by mortal brains if loossed upon the world.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“In youth he had felt the hidden beauty and ecstasy of things, and had been a poet; but poverty and sorrow and exile had turned his gaze in darker directions, and he had thrilled at the imputations of evil in the world around. Daily life had for him come to be a phantasmagoria of macabre shadow-studies; now glittering and leering with concealed rottenness as in Beardsley's best manner, now hinting terrors behind the commonest shapes and objects as in the subtler and less obvious work of Gustave Dore. He would often regard it as merciful that most persons of high Intelligence jeer at the inmost mysteries; for, he argued, if superior minds were ever placed in fullest contact with the secrets preserved by ancient and lowly cults, the resultant abnormalities would soon not only wreck the world, but threaten the very integrity of the universe. All this reflection was no doubt morbid, but keen logic and a deep sense of humour ably offset it. Malone was satisfied to let his notions remain as half-spied and forbidden visions to be lightly played with; and hysteria came only when duty flung him into a hell of revelation too sudden and insidious to escape.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu & Other Weird Stories
“It lumbered slobberingly into sight and gropingly squeezed Its gelatinous green immensity through the black doorway into the tainted outside air of that poison city of madness. … 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.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“A mountain walked or stumbled.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Žijeme naše životy na malém ostrůvku zaslepenosti, bez povědomí o temných oceánech nekonečna okolo nás.
Neměli bychom se snažit příliš rozhlížet.

We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“It is a mistake to fancy that horror is associated inextricably with darkness, silence, and solitude.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things; half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on nameless rocks beneath space and reach up to dizzy vacua above the spheres of light and darkness. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods—the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“The more he withdrew from the world about him, the more wonderful became his dreams; and it would have been quite futile to try to describe them on paper.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“I s’pose you know—though I can see you’re a Westerner by your talk—what a lot our New England ships used to have to do with queer ports in Africa, Asia, the South Seas, and everywhere else, and what queer kinds of people they sometimes brought back with ’em. You’ve probably heard about the Salem man that came home with a Chinese wife, and maybe you know there’s still a bunch of Fiji Islanders somewhere around Cape Cod.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“I do not recall distinctly when it began, but it was months ago. The general tension was horrible. To a season of political and social upheaval was added a strange and brooding apprehension of hideous physical danger; a danger widespread and all-embracing, such a danger as may be imagined only in the most terrible phantasms of the night. I recall that the people went about with pale and worried faces, and whispered warnings and prophecies which no one dared consciously repeat or acknowledge to himself that he had heard. A sense of monstrous guilt was upon the land, and out of the abysses between the stars swept chill currents that made men shiver in dark and lonely places. There was a daemoniac alteration in the sequence of the seasons—the autumn heat lingered fearsomely, and everyone felt that the world and perhaps the universe had passed from the control of known gods or forces to that of gods or forces which were unknown.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“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.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Il a dû être piégé par le naufrage alors qu'il se trouvait dans sa noire citadelle, sinon, à l'heure qu'il est, le monde entier hurlerait de terreur. Qui peut prévoir la fin ? Ce qui a surgi peut disparaître, et ce qui a sombré peut surgir à nouveau. L'abjection attend son heure en rêvant au fond de la mer, et la mort plane sur les cités chancelantes des hommes. Un jour viendra - mais non, je ne dois ni ne puis y penser !”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“we are dulled and prosaic with the poison of life.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“He used to make shuddering conjectures about the possible actions of a headless physician with the power of reanimating the dead.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a cult which had never died.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“This place had once been the seat of an evil older than mankind and wider than the known universe.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories
“Το μεγαλύτερο ευτύχημα στον κόσμο είναι η αδυναμία του μυαλού να συσχετίσει όλα τα περιεχόμενά του.”
H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu and Other Weird Stories

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