I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night.

I stumble through a carnival of horrors

My life's been too much of a self-created vocation. And there are times when I think I've done everything in the name of defiance.

I read The Old Curiosity Shop before I began Blackwood Farm. I was amazed at the utter madness in that book.

Life is a tragedy, one way or another. What is certain is that you die.

I will write things, he was thinking. I will write something meaningful and wonderful someday. I can do that. And I'll dedicate it to you because you're the first person who ever made me think I could.

We're frightened of what makes us different.