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I don't take accusations of selling out lightly.
Clive Barker
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Clive Barker
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: October 5
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Your flesh is killing your spirit. You have forsaken yourself.
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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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His body and his mind went about their different businesses. The former, freed from conscious instruction, breathed, rolled, sweated, and digested. The latter went dreaming.
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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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I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special.
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The extraordinary's the norm.
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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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You’ve always got me” “Always?” “Didn’t I just say so?” “Yes” “Am I liar? “ “No.” I lied.
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Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything.
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Darkness always had its part to play. Without it, how would we know when we walked in the light? It’s only when its ambitions become too grandiose that it must be opposed, disciplined, sometimes—if necessary—brought down for a time. Then it will rise again, as it must.
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To you who have never died, may I say: Welcome to the world!
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After all, where can the glorious, the goofy, and the god-like stand shoulder to shoulder?
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To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.
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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 know that I want to bring sex and horror together as I have been able to in my books.
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She was a sea: and I had to swim in her.
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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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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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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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