I Know Always That I Am An

The Moon Is Dark, And The Gods Dance In The Night; There Is Terror In The Sky, For Upon The Moon Hath Sunk An Eclipse Foretold In No Books Of Men Or Of Earth's Gods.

If We Were Sensible We Would Seek Death - The Same Blissful Blank Which We Enjoyed Before We Existed.

I Love To Dream, But I Never Try To Dream And Think At The Same Time.

In My Actual Imaginative Contact With Life, I Am Vastly More Responsive To Beauty Than To Horror - Indeed, I Never Experience Real Cosmic Horror Except In Infrequent Nightmares. However, When I Come To Record My Various Imaginative Experiences, I Generally Find That Only The Horror Items Have Any Uniqueness Or Originality. Others Have Seen The Same Beautiful Things That I Have Seen, & Have Sung Them More Nobly.

It Is In Dreams That I Have Known The Real Clutch Of Stark, Hideous, Maddening, Paralysing Fear. My Infant Nightmares Were Classics, & In Them There Is Not An Abyss Of Agonising Cosmic Horror That I Have Not Explored. I Don't Have Such Dreams Now - But The Memory Of Them Will Never Leave Me. It Is Undoubtedly From Them That The Darkest & Most Gruesome Side Of My Fictional Imagination Is Derived.