The darkness always teemed with unexplained sound - and yet he sometimes shook with fear lest the noises he heard subside and allow him to hear certain other fainter noises which he suspected were lurking behind them.
H. P. LovecraftAll life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other.
H. P. LovecraftI could not help feeling that they were evil things -- mountains of madness whose farther slopes looked out over some accursed ultimate abyss.
H. P. Lovecraft