Robert W. Chambers

“The very air of the room seemed to vibrate with the thoughts of the King in Yellow.”

“Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen In Carcosa.”

“Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die unheard in Dim Carcosa.”

“Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still is Lost Carcosa.”

“For I knew that the King in Yellow had opened his tattered mantle and there was only God to cry to.”

“The world is a bad place. There are many wonderful people in it, but on the whole, the world is a bad place.”

“I read, and reread, and wept and laughed and trembled with a horror which at times assails me yet.”

“When the French government seized the translated edition which had just been published in Paris, London, of course, became eager to read it.”

“Have you seen the Yellow Sign?”

“The ambition of Caesar and of Napoleon pales before that which could not rest until it had seized the minds of men and controlled even their unborn thoughts.”

“Song of my soul, my voice is dead; Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.”

“It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.”

“Camilla: You, sir, should unmask. Stranger: Indeed? Cassilda: Indeed it's time. We have all laid aside disguise but you. Stranger: I wear no mask.”

“Art is the antidote that can call us back from the edge of numbness, restoring the ability to feel for another.”

“No, he is not a dream. He is a king.”