Horror does not interest me, and so I know little of its practicioners, old or current

The terror drifted over georgetown like the sun over a blind mans eyes

For I think belief in God is not a matter of reason at all; I think it finally is a matter of love.

I'm not aware that I was consciously influenced by any director, though these things often happen unnoticed, submerged in the unconscious.

When the filter is weakened by a powerful drug, what we see is not delusion but the truth.

Yet I think the demon's target is not the possessed; it is us . . . the observers . . . every person in this house. And I think---I think the point is to make us despair; to reject our own humanity, Damien: to see ourselves as ultimately bestial; as ultimately vile and putrescent; without dignity; ugly; unworthy.

Earth is a homicide victim. We lose our children. There are wars. Disease. And God comes strolling by like a cosmic Billie Burke.