H. P. Lovecraft Quotes

The scariest part to any story is the sliver of truth you hide in the horror. Sometimes its not about the axe wielding murder, but the fact that he's lurking somewhere in your basement. Sure, you keep telling yourself that you'll replace the burnt out light every week.

No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t see—what I don’t fear!

I'm scared of the unknown future.

The unknown is always frightening.

What else does anxiety about the future bring you but sorrow upon sorrow?

Horror can be contained within a book, given form and meaning. But in life, horror has no more form than it does meaning. Horror just is.

I've always had this in a kind of worst-case dark imagination. I want to know what the dark form in the window is. I want to know what the noise under the staircase is.

People are afraid of everything.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

The unknown is very scary.

Horror is about dreams and heightened states. It really is about taking away the logic on some level and getting right to the emotion of something.

The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.

There's, like, a dark needle or a nail that lives at the back of all of our heads, and that's your fear.

For me, what usually makes a horror sequence scary is the journey not the destination.

People are scared of the unknown.

Good horror is about so much more than slashing: it's a way of examining grief and loss of self.

We human beings get nervous if we don't know what's going on. It's the rule for creating scary stories: the unknown is always more frightening than the known.

The unknown is always scary.

When I start thinking about the future it freaks me out.

I'm even a little afraid of the dark. If I'm alone in the dark I'll sometimes feel that there's a presence behind me and I'll even be afraid to turn around, but then if I do get the courage to turn around, I'll just be scared that whatever was there has just jumped over to the other side of me.

My apprehension comes in crowds, I dread the rustling of the grass, The very shadows of the clouds, Have power to shake me as they pass, I question things and do not find, one that will answer to my mind, And all the world appears unkind.

Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me.

It is the dread of something happening, something unknown and dreadful, that makes us do anything to keep the flicker of talk from dying out.

There was always a minority afraid of something, and a great majority afraid of the dark, afraid of the future, afraid of the past, afraid of the present, afraid of themselves and shadows of themselves

Terror. When you come home and notice everything you own has been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It’s when the lights go out and you feel something behind you-you hear it-you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around there’s nothing there.