There are horrors beyond life's edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man's evil prying calls them just within our range.
H. P. LovecraftRead
I know always that I am an outsider; a stranger in this century and among those who are still men.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a feeling of alienation and disconnection from society.
H. P. Lovecraft articulates a profound sense of being an outsider, suggesting that he feels estranged from both the current century and the people around him. This feeling of alienation reflects a deeper philosophical contemplation about identity, belonging, and the existential struggle of being different in a world that often values conformity.
In practice
This quote can be shared in a discussion about individuality and self-acceptance.
There are horrors beyond life's edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man's evil prying calls them just within our range.
Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places.
The process of delving into the black abyss is to me the keenest form of fascination.
No new horror can be more terrible than the daily torture of the commonplace.
I am, indeed, an absolute materialist so far as actual belief goes; with not a shred of credence in any form of supernaturalism—religion, spiritualism, transcendentalism, metempsychosis, or immortality.
If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!
A lot of people pulled me up after 'Trainspotting' for its absence of politics, but the argument I make is that the absence of politics is political as well.
Meditate upon the Om that is in the heart.
Classic economic theory, based as it is on an inadequate theory of human motivation, could be revolutionized by accepting the reality of higher human needs, including the impulse to self actualization and the love for the highest values.
It would be erroneous to say Sohrab was quiet. Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it. Sohrab's silence wasn't the self imposed silence of those with convictions, of protesters who seek to speak their cause by not speaking at all. It was the silence of one who has taken cover in a dark place, curled up all the edges and tucked them under.
Well, I’ve had my fun; I’ve had it, he thought, looking up at the swinging baskets of pale geraniums. And it was smashed to atoms—his fun, for it was half made up, as he knew very well; invented, this escapade with the girl; made up, as one makes up the better part of life, he thought—making onself up; making her up; creating an exquisite amusement, and something more. But odd it was, and quite true; all this one could never share—it smashed to atoms.
Ideas, in a free society, are not a crime- and neither can they serve as the justification of a crime.
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