With five feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the boundlessly complex cosmos, yet other beings with wider, stronger, or different range of senses might not only see very differently the things we see, but might see and study whole worlds of matter, energy, and life which lie close at hand yet can never be detected with the senses we have.

I am so beastly tired of mankind and the world that nothing can interest me unless it contains a couple of murders on each page or deals with the horrors unnameable and unaccountable that leer down from the external universes.

I was nearly unnerved at my proximity to a nameless thing at the bottom of a pit.

Man is an essentially superstitious and fearful animal. Take away the herd's Christian gods and saints and they will without failing come to worship...something else.

There was really nothing for serious men to do in cases of wild gossip, for superstitious rustics will say and believe anything.

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

It was from the artists and poets that the pertinent answers came, and I know that panic would have broken loose had they been able to compare notes.