And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished, for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare.
H. P. LovecraftOcean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.
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