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I can see in your eyes that there’s no seam of untapped joy left in you. The best of life has come and gone. Those days when sudden epiphanies swept over you, and you had visions of the rightness of all things and of your place amongst them they’re history. You’re in a darker place now.

Clive Barker

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Clive Barker
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: October 5
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Here is a list of terrible things, The jaws of sharks, a vultures wings The rabid bite of the dogs of war, The voice of one who went before, But most of all the mirror's gaze, Which counts us out our numbered days.
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We're both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we're the same: both Thieves of Always.
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Perhaps a wiser eye than hers would be able to read tomorrow in tonight's stars, but where was the fun in that? It was better not to know. Better to be alive in the Here and the Now--in this bright, laughing moment--and let the Hours to come take care of themselves.
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My feet are killing me. I knew somebody who had feet like that. They'd walk all over him. Archie Kashanian was his name. He used to wake up with footprints all over his chest, all over his face. It was the death of him, finally.
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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.
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Horror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.
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Sung to the tune of O Christmas Tree O woe is me, O woe is me, I used to have a hamster tree, But it was eaten by a newt, And now I have no cuddly fruit, O woe is me, O woe is me, I used to have a hamster tree!
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Believe me, when I say There are no two powers That command the soul. One is God The other is the tide. -Anon From the novel Abarat
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Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
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Mischief nodded. 'It's true,' he conceded. 'You're in the company of eight world-class thieves,' he said, not without a little touch of pride. 'Saints we are not.' But then,' said Deaux-Deaux, 'who is?' he thought on this. 'Besides saints.
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A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself.
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Zombies are the liberal nightmare. Here you have the masses, whom you would love to love, appearing at your front door with their faces falling off and you're trying to be as humane as you possibly can, but they are, after all, eating the cat. And the fear of mass activity, of mindlessness on a national scale, underlies my fear of zombies.
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Those old hypocrites. They talk about killing witches but the Good Book’s full of magic. Turning the Nile to blood and parting the Red Sea. What’s that if it’s not good old-fashioned magic? Want a little water into wine? No trouble! How about raising the dead man Lazarus? Just say the word!
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Behind their eyes the hope was sickening and in many, dead. They lived from event to event with a subtle terror of the gap between, filling up their lives with distractions to avoid the emptiness where curiosity should have been.
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I'm a great dog fanatic. My own dog died a little while ago and I take it very personally when things die-it's a major offence.
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Life is short And pleasures few And holed the ship And drowned the crew But o! But o! How very blue the sea is.
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We are all our own graveyards, I believe we squat amongst the tombs of the people we were. If we're healthy, every day is a celebration, a Day of the Dead, in which we give thanks for the lives that we lived, and if we are neurotic we brood and mourn and wish that the past was still present.
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Always, worlds within worlds.
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The world had seen so many Ages: the Age of Enlightenment of Reformation of Reason. Now, at last, the Age of Desire. And after this, an end to Ages an end, perhaps, to everything.
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