More Quotes by H. P. Lovecraft
Creative minds are uneven, and the best of fabrics have their dull spots.
Never Explain Anything
The world is indeed comic, but the joke is on mankind.
If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die.
The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents... some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new Dark Age.
To be bitter is to attribute intent and personality to the formless, infinite, unchanging and unchangeable void. We drift on a chartless, resistless sea. Let us sing when we can, and forget the rest..
I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
I have seen the dark universe yawning Where the black planets roll without aim, Where they roll in their horror unheeded, Without knowledge, or lustre, or name.
Pleasure to me is wonder—the unexplored, the unexpected, the thing that is hidden and the changeless thing that lurks behind superficial mutability.
