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I have seen the dark universe yawning Where the black planets roll without aim, Where they roll in their horror unheeded, Without knowledge, or lustre, or name.
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horror
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We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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No new horror can be more terrible than the daily torture of the commonplace.
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life
ordinary
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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b90f21e
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Do not call up that which you cannot put down.
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H P Lovecraft |
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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 obje..
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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Ho visto oscuri universi spalancarsi Dove neri pianeti ruotano senza meta...
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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The cloudless day is richer at its close; A golden glory settles on the lea; Soft, stealing shadows hint of cool repose To mellowing landscape, and to calming sea. And in that nobler, gentler, lovelier light, The soul to sweeter, loftier bliss inclines; Freed form the noonday glare, the favour'd sight Increasing grace in earth and sky divines. But ere the purest radiance crowns the green, Or fairest lustre fills th' expectant grove,
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nature
romance
sadness
love
love-lost
lustre
pantheism
forest
melancholy
sky
twilight
reminiscence
memory
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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Zijeme nase zivoty na malem ostruvku zaslepenosti, bez povedomi o temnych oceanech nekonecna okolo nas. Nemeli bychom se snazit prilis rozhlizet. 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.
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H P Lovecraft |
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Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal; that all things appear as they do only by virtue of the delicate individual physical and mental media through which we are made conscious of them; but the prosaic materialism of the majority condemns as madness the flashes of super-sight which penetrate the common veil of obvious empiricism.
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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That Crawford Tilinghast should ever have studied science and philosophy was a mistake. These things should be left to the frigid and impersonal investigator for they offer two equally tragic alternatives to the man of feeling and action; despair, if he fail in his quest, and terrors unutterable and unimaginable if he succeed.
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water that torturers let fall ceaselessly upon one spot of their victim's body, I loved the irradiate refuge of sleep. In my dreams I found a little of the beauty I had vainly sought in life, and wandered through old gardens and enchanted woods. After a while, as the days of waking became less and less bearable from their ..
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science-fiction
horror
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Memories and possibilities are ever more hideous than realities.
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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38ffe06
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Mystery attracts mystery.
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H. P. Lovecraft |
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One of those creatures wrote you once, 'do not call up any that you can not put down'.
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H. P. Lovecraft |