Horror, for me, is not defined by the thing that provokes ones fear, but the human being who has contact with it.

Theres something in human nature that says we need to have at least one symbolic place where chaos and dark desires can live.

Your melancholy. Or depression. Along with nine-tenths of the afflictions I've studied, diagnosed, attempted to treat. Call them whatever you like, but they're just different names for loneliness. That's what lets the darkness in. That's what you have to fight.

We need to kind of refresh our fear in order to refresh our understanding of how a safe place works.

Monsters just outside our peripheral vision are scarier to contemplate than monsters miles away or in someplace only a fool would set foot in.

To make the reader afraid, I had to be afraid.

I just hated the law. I wasnt cut out for it. I couldnt imagine spending my life doing that, so I quit before I began.