This is a vault for other weird things we've collected, some literature related, some not. Enjoy.

H.P Lovecraft:
Quotes:
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.
H. P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu",

Men of broader intellect know that there is no sharp distinction betwixt the real and the unreal...
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Tomb"

Possibly Gilman ought not to have studied so hard. Non-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 the Gothic tales and the wild whispers of the chimney-corner, one can hardly expect to be wholly free from mental tension.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dreams in the Witch House"

But he was unmoved, and cried: "If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!"
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Temple"

"That is not dead which can eternal lie / And with strange aeons even death may die."
H.P. Lovecraft. Quoting the Necronomicon, in "The Nameless City"
(Also: Metallica quotes this, and Iron Maiden. :))

From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Shunned House"

When the stars were right, They could plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the stars were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived, They would never really die.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Call of Cthulhu"

Calm, lasting beauty comes only in dream, and this solace the world had thrown away when in its worship of the real it threw away the secrets of childhood and innocence.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Silver Key"

Memory sometimes makes merciful deletions.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Case of Charles Dexter Ward"

There, on a tombstone of 1768 stolen from the Granary Burying Ground in Boston, sat a ghoul which was once the artist Richard Upton Pickman.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath"

The penguins alone could not have saved us, but in conjunction with the mist they seem to have done so.
H.P. Lovecraft, "At the Mountains of Madness"

I learned whence Cthulhu first came, and why half the great temporary stars of history had flared forth. I guessed -- from hints which made even my informant pause timidly -- the secret behind the Magellanic Clouds and globular nebulae, and the black truth veiled by the immemorial allegory of Tao.
H.P. Lovecraft, "The Whisperer in Darkness"

Set a pen to a dream, and the colour drains from it.
R.H. Barlow and H.P. Lovecraft, "The Night Ocean"

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