We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.
I've always thought that sex and horror belonged together.
Superman is, after all, an alien life form. He is simply the acceptable face of invading realities.
I'm a poet,' the young man said, 'And it's my job to remember the sadness of things.
Words are sexier than flesh.
Believe me, when I say; There are no two powers That command the soul. One is God The other is the tide. -Anon From the novel Abarat