The Dunwich horror quotes

Two centuries ago, when talk of witch-blood, Satan-worship, and strange forest presences was not laughed at, it was the custom to give reasons for avoiding the locality.

It was his twin brother, but it looked more like the father than he did.

— Spoken by a character · 10

Yet all this was only the prologue of the actual Dunwich horror.

They's allus ben unseen things araound Dunwich--livin' things--as ain't human an' ain't good fer human folks.

— Spoken by a character · 7

That the kind of fear here treated is purely spiritual--that it is strong in proportion as it is objectless on earth, that it predominates in the period of our sinless infancy--are difficulties the solution of which might afford some probable insight into our ante-mundane condition, and a peep at least into the shadowland of pre-existence."--Charles Lamb: Witches and Other Night-Fears.

— Spoken by a character

The bent, goatish giant before him seemed like the spawn of another planet or dimension; like something only partly of mankind, and linked to black gulfs of essence and entity that stretch like titan fantasms beyond all spheres of force and matter, space and time.

Noises in the hills continued to be reported from year to year, and still form a puzzle to geologists and physiographers.

In our sensible age--since the Dunwich horror of 1928 was hushed up by those who had the town's and the world's welfare at heart--people shun it without knowing exactly why.

Wilbur was never subsequently seen alive and conscious without complete and tightly buttoned attire, the disarrangement or threatened disarrangement of which always seemed to fill him with anger and alarm.

It was--well, it was mostly a kind of force that doesn't belong in our part of space; a kind of force that acts and grows and shapes itself by other laws than those of our sort of Nature.

— Spoken by a character · 10

He was obviously quite mad.

People generally suspected him of knowing something about his mother's disappearance, and very few ever approached his neighborhood now.

Things like that brought down the beings those Whateleys were so fond of--the beings they were going to let in tangibly to wipe out the human race and drag the earth off to some nameless place for some nameless purpose.

— Spoken by a character · 10

As the summer drew on he felt dimly that something ought to be done about the lurking terrors of the upper Miskatonic valley, and about the monstrous being known to the human world as Wilbur Whateley.

Everyone seemed to feel himself in close proximity to phases of nature and of being utterly forbidden, and wholly outside the sane experience of mankind.

The stench left quickly, but the vegetation never came right again.

Curtis, who had held the instrument, dropped it with a piercing shriek into the ankle-deep mud of the road.

The pallid group in the road, still reeling at the indisputably English syllables that had poured thickly and thunderously down from the frantic vacancy beside that shocking altar-stone, were never to hear such syllables again.