There Were Nameless Horrors Abroad; And No

I Could Not Help Feeling That They Were Evil Things -- Mountains Of Madness Whose Farther Slopes Looked Out Over Some Accursed Ultimate Abyss.

There Now Ensued A Series Of Incidents Which Transported Me To The Opposite Extremes Of Ecstasy And Horror; Incidents Which I Tremble To Recall And Dare Not Seek To Interpret.

Pessimists Are Just As Illogical As Optimists; Insomuch As Both Envisage The Aims Of Mankind As Unified, And As Having A Direct Relationship (either Of Frustration Or Of Fulfilment) To The Inevitable Flow Of Terrestrial Motivation And Events. That Is - Both Schools Retain In A Vestigial Way The Primitive Concept Of A Conscious Teleology - Of A Cosmos Which Gives A Damn One Way Or The Other About The Especial Wants And Ultimate Welfare Of Mosquitos, Rats, Lice, Dogs, Men, Horses, Pterodactyls, Trees, Fungi, Dodos, Or Other Forms Of Biological Energy.

Man's Respect For The Imponderables Varies According To His Mental Constitution And Environment. Through Certain Modes Of Thought And Training It Can Be Elevated Tremendously, Yet There Is Always A Limit.

There Were Nameless Horrors Abroad; And No Matter How Little One Might Be Able To Get At Them, One Ought Tp Stand Prepared For Any Sort Of Action At Any Time.