The world was held in a savage gloom - cold and intolerable. Outside, all was quiet - quiet! From the dark room behind me, came the occasional, soft thud of falling matter - fragments of rotting stone. So time passed,… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
By millions of years, time winged onward through eternity, to the end - the end, of which, in the old-earth days, I had thought remotely, and in hazily speculative fashion. And now, it was approaching in a manner of which… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
Impossible, that blind the mind, and looked out into the unknown. — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“And then, suddenly, an extraordinary question rose in my mind, whether this stupendous globe of green fire might not be the vast Central Sun—the… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“And they made dim the lights in the Great Causeway, that there should no glare go forth into the Land, when the Gate was… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“Yes, Doctor,' I said. 'In brief, your argument is that Life is a thing, state, fact, or element, call-it-what-you-like, which requires the Material through… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“I read, and, in reading, lifted the Curtains of the Impossible that blind the mind, and looked out into the unknown.” — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“There had stood a great house in the centre of the gardens, where now was left only that fragment of ruin. This house had… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“Moreover, they who returned, if any, would be flogged, as seemed proper, after due examination. And though the news of their beatings might help… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“And I cannot touch her face And I cannot touch her hair, And I kneel to empty shadows-- Just memories of her grace; And… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
“Six days, and I have eaten nothing. It is night. I am sitting in my chair. Ah, God! I wonder have any ever felt… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
The world was held in a savage gloom - cold and intolerable. Outside, all was quiet - quiet! From the dark room behind me,… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
By millions of years, time winged onward through eternity, to the end - the end, of which, in the old-earth days, I had thought… — William Hope Hodgson Copy Share Image
