“Mrs. Bittarcy rustled ominously, holding her peace meanwhile. She feared long words she did not understand. Beelzebub lay hid among too many syllables. ("The Man Whom The Trees Loved")” — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
Time is measured by the quality and not the quanity of sensations it contains. — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“Deep silence fell about the little camp, planted there so audaciously in the jaws of the wilderness. The lake gleamed like a sheet of… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“Certain houses, like certain persons, manage somehow to proclaim at once their character for evil. In the case of the latter, no particular feature… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
Not easily may an individual escape the deep slavery of the herd. — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“The dusk rapidly deepened; the glades grew dark; the crackling of the fire and the wash of little waves along the rocky lake shore… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“The psychology of places, for some imaginations at least, is very vivid; for the wanderer, especially, camps have their "note" either of welcome or… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
Adventures come to the adventurous, and mysterious things fall in the way of those who, with wonder and imagination, are on the watch for… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“The impulse came to her clairvoyantly, and she obeyed without a sign of hesitation. Deeper comprehension would come to her of the whole awful… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“He gave it the benefit of the doubt; he was Scotch. ("The Wendigo")” — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“You know," he went on almost under his breath, "every man who thinks for himself and feels vividly finds he lives in a world… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
“In spite of his exceeding mental perturbation, Simpson struggled hard to detect its nature, and define it, but the ascertaining of an elusive scent,… — Algernon Blackwood Copy Share Image
