When common objects in this way be come charged with the suggestion of horror, they stimulate the imagination far more than things of unusual appearance; and these bushes, crowding huddled about us, assumed for me in the darkness a bizarre grotesquerie of appearance that lent to them somehow the aspect of purposeful and living creatures. Their very ordinariness, I felt, masked what was malignant and hostile to us.
Interpretation
Common objects can evoke stronger emotions than unusual ones, suggesting hidden dangers beneath their surface.
In this quote, Blackwood reflects on how ordinary objects can take on a sinister quality in the darkness. The familiar can become unsettling when perceived through the lens of fear, stimulating the imagination and suggesting hidden malice in the mundane, thereby altering our perception of the world around us.
In practice
During a horror-themed art exhibit, this quote can be used to discuss the unsettling nature of ordinary objects.
Adventures come to the adventurous, and mysterious things fall in the way of those who, with wonder and imagination, are on the watch for them; but the majority of people go past the doors that are half ajar, thinking them closed, and fail to notice the faint stirrings of the great curtain that hangs ever in the form of appearances between them and the world of causes behind.
Angels and demons were identical--interchangeable archetypes--all a matter of polarity. The guardian angel who conquered your enemy in battle was perceived by your enemy as a demon destroyer.
I like to speak on matters which matter to human beings, and almost everything matters to human beings.
This land is your land, this land is my land
You can never argue anyone into the Kingdom of Heaven, you cannot argue anyone anywhere. The only result of arguing is to prove to your own mind that you are right and the other fellow wrong. You cannot argue for truth; but immediately Incarnate Truth is presented, a want awakens in the soul which only God can meet.
Public opinion, in its raw state, gushes out in the immemorial form of the mob's fear. It is piped into central factories, and there it is flavoured and colored and put into cans.
We all live in suspense, from day to day, from hour to hour; in other words, we are the hero of our own story.
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