Richard Matheson, Collected Stories, Vol. 1 Quotes
Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how. (“Death Ship”)
God, how impossible life is without money. Nothing can ever overcome it, it's everything when it's anything. How can I write in peace with endless worries of money, money, money? (“Disappearing Act”)
God help me, he thought. God help all us poor wretches who could create and find we must lose our hearts for it because we cannot afford to spend our time at it. (“Mad House”)