Richard Christian Matheson is a master of compression. He knows how to catch a moment in words and convey it straight to the reader's heart.

I dreamt a limitless book, A book unbound, Its leaves scattered in fantastic abundance On every line there was a new horizon drawn, New heavens supposed; New states, new souls.

Maybe the man had taken the wrong turning, but at least he'd travelled some extraordinary roads.

We burn so hard, but we shed so little light; it makes us crazy and sad.

I don't like PG-13 horror movies. I think they're a contradiction in terms.

You'll learn, honey. Love can be the best thing in life. And it can be the worst. The absolute worst.

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.