We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon and stars bits of nightmare.
It was better, he thought, to fail in attempting exquisite things than to succeed in the department of the utterly contemptible. - Arthur Machen
It was better, he thought, to fail in attempting exquisite things than to succeed in the department of the utterly contemptible.
- Arthur Machen
We lead two lives, and the half of our soul is madness, and half heaven is lit by a black sun. I say I am a man, is the other that hides in me? - Arthur Machen
We lead two lives, and the half of our soul is madness, and half heaven is lit by a black sun. I say I am a man, is the other that hides in me?
In every grain of wheat there lies hidden the soul of a star. - Arthur Machen
In every grain of wheat there lies hidden the soul of a star.
I dream in fire but work in clay. - Arthur Machen
I dream in fire but work in clay.
We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole o… - Arthur Machen
We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can't avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole o…
Here then is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of the eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and commonplace thin… - Arthur Machen
Here then is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of the eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and commonplace thin…
There are sacraments of evil as well as of good about us, and we live and move to my belief in an unknown world, a place where there are caves and sh… - Arthur Machen
There are sacraments of evil as well as of good about us, and we live and move to my belief in an unknown world, a place where there are caves and sh…
Very softly, but very swiftly, Last, the man with the grey face and the staring eyes, bolted for his life, down and away from the White House. Once i… - Arthur Machen
Very softly, but very swiftly, Last, the man with the grey face and the staring eyes, bolted for his life, down and away from the White House. Once i…
There are strange things lost and forgotten in obscure corners of the newspaper. - Arthur Machen
There are strange things lost and forgotten in obscure corners of the newspaper.
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