abysms

There is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy.

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There is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy.

Sore Thumb Chronicles, Day Three: Cthulhu rising

In "The Lurking Fear," the narrator, recounting his sensations as he is about to discover something awful, explains, "I felt the strangling tendrils of a cancerous horror whose roots reached into illimitable pasts and fathomless abysms of the night that broods beyond time."

- Boing Boing

The Thing cannot be described - there is no language for such abysms of shrieking and immemorial lunacy, such eldritch contradictions of all matter, force, and cosmic order.

401 Broadway Found!

A large half is occupied with his fancy, in all the wanderings of that creature, dreamy, flimsy, anchoring with gossamer, climbing the sky with steps of fog, cast into abysms (as great writers call it) by imaginary demons, and even at its best in a queer condition, pitiful, yet exceeding proud.

Mary Anerley

And the cause of the plague was by a stinking and infectious exhalation which lately vapoured out of the abysms, whereof there have died above two and twenty hundred and threescore thousand and sixteen persons within this sevennight.

Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel

And the cause of the plague was by a stinking and infectious exhalation which lately vapoured out of the abysms, whereof there have died above two and twenty hundred and threescore thousand and sixteen persons within this sevennight.

Five books of the lives, heroic deeds and sayings of Gargantua and his son Pantagruel

All this will be accomplished not in a series of existences, separated one from the other by abysms of forgetfulness, but in a remembered continuity of life deepening through endless growth.

Modern Religious Cults and Movements

Without the noble Dorset to mark the abysms of tragedy, Oxford would not be quite Oxford nor Zuleika so Zuleika.

Zuleika Dobson

This fair world of color and form and texture is but a show world, after all, -- this world which looms so near that we can see it, touch it, which comes to us out of the abysms of time and recedes into infinitudes of space whither the imagination cannot follow it.

The Gate of Appreciation Studies in the Relation of Art to Life