What it sees there isn't so much a face as the expression of a predicament.

She is sighing deeply now with sympathy and delight - the delight of an addict when someone else admits he's hooked, too.

I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking.

Horror is always aware of its cause; terror never is. That is precisely what makes terror terrifying.

Life is not so bad if you have plenty of luck, a good physique, and not too much imagination.

I'm very militant, you know, in a quite way.

For a few minutes, maybe, life lingers in the tissues of some outlying regions of the body. Then, one by one, the lights go out and there is total blackness. And ifsome part of the non—entity we called George has indeed been absent at this moment of terminal shock, away out there on the deep water, then it will return to find itself homeless.