What we do, as a conscious species, is set markers for ourselves. Once we reach one marker, we advance to the next. — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“Subsequently there ensues an epoch of complex, proliferating intrigues and conspiracies among the ranks of double agents, whose agendas become so densely intertwined that… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“The point that in the absence of birth nobody exists who can be deprived of happiness is terribly conspicuous. For optimists, this fact plays… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“The worst fear of the race yes, the world suddenly transformed into a senseless nightmare, horrible dissolution of things. Nothing compares, even oblivion is… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“In supernatural horror stories, however, magical thinking is a completely different matter. Those characters contending with what seems to be the work of magic… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“When you are alone in the wilderness, opinions or beliefs of any kind are dropped as the absurd accoutrements they are. But after being… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“There seems to be an inborn drive in all human beings not to live in a steady emotional state, which would suggest that such… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
Nature proceeds by blunders; that is its way. It is also ours. So if we have blundered by regarding consciousness as a blunder, why… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
We live in a permanent state of bad faith, a mutual representation of ourselves to one another for the sake of remaining sane and… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“The darkness of the grotesque is an immortal enigma: in all legends of the dead, in all the tales of creatures of the night,… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“If truth is what you seek, then the examined life will only take you on a long ride to the limits of solitude and… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“The dismembered limbs of dolls and puppets are strewn about everywhere. Posters, signs, billboards, and leaflets of various sorts are scattered around like playing… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
“As I drifted along with my bodiless invisibility, I felt myself more and more becoming an empty, floating shape, seeing without being seen and… — Thomas Ligotti Copy Share Image
