Zombies are the liberal nightmare. Here you have the masses, whom you would love to love, appearing at your front door with their faces falling off; and you're trying to be as humane as you possibly can, but they are, after all, eating the cat. And the fear of mass activity, of mindlessness on a national scale, underlies my fear of zombies.

Fear is a place where you just tell the truth

She wanted nothing that he could offer her, except perhaps his absence.

We are the star and the darkness it peirces

Often people who are wonderful with animals aren't always terribly good with human beings.

..She had that brand of pragmatism that would find her the first brewing tea after Armageddon.

Those old hypocrites. They talk about killing witches but the Good Book’s full of magic. Turning the Nile to blood and parting the Red Sea. What’s that if it’s not good old-fashioned magic? Want a little water into wine? No trouble! How about raising the dead man Lazarus? Just say the word!