Occupation: Author Birth: August 20, 1890 Death: March 15, 1937
When the last days were upon me, and the ugly trifles of existence began to drive me to madness like the small drops of water torturers let fall ceas….
Good art means the ability of any one man to pin down in some permanent and intelligible medium a sort of idea of what he sees in Nature that nobody ….
I am a student of life, and don't want to miss any experience. There's poetry in this sort of thing, you know--or perhaps you don't know, but it's al….
If we were sensible we would seek death - the same blissful blank which we enjoyed before we existed..
Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time..
The only saving grace of the present is that it's too damned stupid to question the past very closely..
Through the ghoul-guarded gateways of slumber, Past the wan-mooned abysses of night, I have lived o'er my lives without number, I have sounded all th….
Through all this horror my cat stalked unperturbed. Once I saw him monstrously perched atop a mountain of bones, and wondered at the secrets that mig….
I have dwelt ever in realms apart from the visible world; spending my youth and adolescence in ancient and little-known books, and in roaming the fie….
It is because the cosmos is meaningless that we must secure our individual illusions of values, direction, and interest by upholding the artificial s….
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….
I felt myself on the edge of the world; peering over the rim into a fathomless chaos of eternal night..
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, undimension….
All great humorists are sad... I cannot help seeing beyond the tinsel of humour, and recognising the pitiful basis of jest - the world is indeed comi….
In its flawless grace and superior self-sufficiency I have seen a symbol of the perfect beauty and bland impersonality of the universe itself, object….
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 dreami….
The cat is such a perfect symbol of beauty and superiority that is seems scarcely possible for any true aesthete and civilized cynic to do other than….
Everything I loved had been dead for two centuries - or, as in the case of Graeco-Roman classicism, for two milenniums. I am never a part of anything….
The world is indeed comic, but the joke is on mankind..
I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me..
I do not regard the rise of woman as a bad sign. Rather do I fancy that her traditional subordination was itself an artificial and undesirable condit….