All life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which there is no difference betwixt those born of real things and those born of inward dreamings, and no cause to value the one above the other.

Blue, green, grey, white, or black; smooth, ruffled, or mountainous; that ocean is not silent.

I'll tell you something of the forbidden horrors she led me into - something of the age-old horrors that even now are festering in out-of-the-way corners with a few monstrous priests to keep them alive. Some people know things about the universe that nobody ought to know, and can do things that nobody ought to be able to do.

Heaven knows where I'll end up - but it's a safe bet that I'll never be at the top of anything! Nor do I particularly care to be.

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

Vigorous let us be in attaining our ends, and mild in our method of attainment.

Our brains deliberately make us forget things, to prevent insanity