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

Life is a hideous thing.

From even the greatest of horrors irony is seldom absent.

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.

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

The ignorant and the deluded are, I think, in a strange way to be envied. That which is not known of does not trouble us, while an imagined but insubstantial peril does not harm us. To know the truths behind reality is a far greater burden.

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.