Man's relations to man do not captivate my fancy. It is man's relation to the cosmos--to the unknown--which alone arouses in me the spark of creative imagination.

That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.

I felt myself on the edge of the world; peering over the rim into a fathomless chaos of eternal night.

Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men.

The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown

If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!

No new horror can be more terrible than the daily torture of the commonplace.

I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.

I am disillusioned enough to know that no man's opinion on any subject is worth a damn unless backed up with enough genuine information to make him really know what he's talking about.

The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be. Not in the spaces we know, but between them. They walk serene and primal, undimensioned and to us unseen.

If I could create an ideal world, it would be an England with the fire of the Elizabethans, the correct taste of the Georgians, and the refinement and pure ideals of the Victorians.

When you fall down, rise up. When you fall again, rise up again. This is just a developmental process that makes a healthy baby become a successful man.

In the days ahead, you will either be a mystic (one who has experienced God for real) or nothing at all.

Questions can be more dangerous than swords.

Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.

I managed to reach a depth of self-loathing that usually takes a night of drinking to achieve.

And if I didn’t, I’d spend the rest of my life wondering who I could have turned into if only I’d had the guts to try.

It was kind of unexpected, to wake up one day and realize that the things that you've worked so hard to accomplish, you've accomplished in so little an amount of time.

Our life is woven wind.

Contrariwise, if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic.

God rules even where Satan seems to hold sway, because the latter exists only on God's sufferance.