Clive Barker Quotes

I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again - -I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter.

The sun rose like a stripper, keeping its glory well covered by cloud till it seemed there'd be no show at all.

Journey to the end of day, Come the fire-fly, Come the moon; Say a prayer for God's good grace And sleep with lore upon your face.

For a writer, and particularly a writer of my genre, which is the fantastical, I think that it's to my advantage to feel remote from and disconnected from the world of deal making.

Books should make somebody look at how they feel, be honest with themselves.

I never want to be the producer that I too often got.

[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.

Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything...

Is there any good news?' Tesla

In my ArtI have butone fear:that we willfail to befearless.

Sometimes nature is even crueller than politics.

I know many a strong man undone by marriage.

That's half of your trouble, " muttered the crocodile. "You believe everything's true.""That's because everything is, " replied Mr. Bacchus.

We’re making strange fictions of strange things inside ourselves.

Men. Young men. Legal age, mind you. But young nonetheless. And it’s not what you think. When we meet, we make … magic.

All Darkness was one darkness in the end. Of heart or Heavens, one Darkness.

Kaufman almost smiled at the perfection of its horror. He felt an offer of insanity tickling the base of his skull, tempting him into oblivion, promising a blank indifference to the world.

Living in Hell kept him aware of the possibility of Heaven, and he’d never felt more alive.

The dead have highways." Clive Barker

You’ve always got me”“Always?”“Didn’t I just say so?”“Yes”“Am I liar? ““No.” I lied.

I have deeper journeys to take. Metaphysical journeys to see Christ. Shaman journeys. It's what I have been elected by God to do.

Born from different parents, they were siblings in death, destroyed by the same hand.

I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again---I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter...

Dream!Forge yourself and riseOut of your mind and into others.Men, be women.Fish, be flies.Girls, take beards.Sons, be your mothers.The future of the world now liesIn coral wombs behind our eyes.

We cry for ourselves, don't we? Not for the dead. The dead are past caring.

Didn't open the box? What was it last time? Didn't know what it was? And yet we do keep finding each other, don't we? - Cenobite

A monster lies in wait in me, A stew of wounds and misery, But fiercer still in life and limb, The me that lies in wait in him.

I don't feel there's any reason to apologise for having a wicked imagination. I think it's important as a maker of fantasy and of horror.

Neil Gaiman is a star. He constructs stories like some demented cook might make a wedding cake, building layer upon layer, including all kinds of sweet and sour in the mix.