The sea can bind us to her many moods, whispering to us by the subtle token of a shadow or a gleam upon the waves, and hinting in these ways of her mournfulness or rejoicing. Always she is remembering old things, and these memories, though we may not grasp them, are imparted to us, so that we share her gaiety or remorse.
H. P. LovecraftNyarlathotep . . . the crawling chaos . . . I am the last . . . I will tell the audient void. . . .
H. P. LovecraftI am a student of life, and don't want to miss any experience. There's poetry in this sort of thing, you know--or perhaps you don't know, but it's all the same.
H. P. LovecraftThere was really nothing for serious men to do in cases of wild gossip, for superstitious rustics will say and believe anything.
H. P. LovecraftNon- 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 Gothic tales and the wild whispers of the chimney-corner, one can hardly expect to be wholly free from mental tension. (Dreams In The Witch-House)
H. P. Lovecraft