The Complete Fiction of H. P. Lovecraft

Howard Lovecraft

of the ritual they did grovelling obeisance, especially when he held a

rolling it over to the open window to provide for his exit

What I had thought morbid and shameful and ignominious is in reality awesome and mind-expanding and even glorious—my previous estimate being merely a phase of man’s eternal tendency to hate and fear and shrink from the utterly different.