H. P. Lovecraft

To the scientist there is the joy in pursuing truth which nearly counteracts the depressing revelations of truth.

If religion were true, its followers would not try to bludgeon their young into an artificial conformity but would merely insist on their unbending quest for truth, irrespective of artificial backgrounds or practical consequences.

I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.

But are not the dreams of poets and the tales of travellers notoriously false?

Ocean is more ancient than the mountains, and freighted with the memories and the dreams of Time.

I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.

What a man does for pay is of little significance. What he is, as a sensitive instrument responsive to the world's beauty, is everything!