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We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.
Clive Barker
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Clive Barker
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: October 5
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With the inevitability of a tongue returning to probe a painful tooth, we come back and back and back again to our fears, sitting to talk them over with the eagerness of a hungry man before a full and steaming plate.
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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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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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No tears, please. It's a waste of good suffering.
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To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.
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There are lives lived for love, and lives lived for art. We, happy band, have chosen the later persuasion.
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Well, it was most likely too late there would not be time for me to flagellate myself for every dishonorable deed in that list, nor any chance to make good the harms I’d done. Minor harms, to be sure, in the scheme of things but large enough to regret.
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Why'd you want to sing about sad things? Candy had asked him. Because any fool can be happy, he'd said to her. It takes a man with real heart —he'd made a fist and laid it against his chest— to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.
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I don't like to make a distinction between the writer and the painter , finally , because I do both things anyway . Everybody's dreaming and trying to put down their dreams in the way that their hand knows best . I feel as much a unity , as much comradeship , with painters as I do writers .
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Angels have very nasty tempers. Especially when they’re feeling righteous.
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I dreamt a limitless book, A book unbound, Its leaves scattered in fantastic abundance On every line there was a new horizon drawn, New heavens supposed New states, new souls.
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I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design.
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We burn so hard, but we shed so little light it makes us crazy and sad.
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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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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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