"The life thou seekest thou shalt never find. When the gods created man, they gave him Death. Life they kept in their own hands." - Epic of Gilgamesh

"Rivers are like stories, bringing tales from the highlands, rumours of other lands told in hissing tones, the susurrus of heresy and whispered spells."

© Ian Hill, from ‘The Promise of Rain’ via his blog, The Printed Land (via indigenousdialogues)

"This was no fruit of such worlds and suns as shine on the telescopes and photographic plates of our observatories. This was no breath from the skies whose motions and dimensions our astronomers measure or deem too vast to measure. It was just a colour out of space—a frightful messenger from unformed realms of infinity beyond all Nature as we know it; from realms whose mere existence stuns the brain and numbs us with the black extra-cosmic gulfs it throws open before our frenzied eyes."

H.P. Lovercraft, “The Colour Out of Space” (via lucasmangum)