Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you.
Clive BarkerO little one, My little one, Come with me, Your life is done. Forget the future, Forget the past. Life is over: Breathe your last.
Clive BarkerJourney to the end of day, Come the fire-fly, Come the moon; Say a prayer for God's good grace And sleep with lore upon your face.
Clive BarkerThere are lives lived for love, and lives lived for art. We, happy band, have chosen the later persuasion.
Clive BarkerWell, here he was. They could save each other, the way the poets promised lovers should. He was mystery, he was darkness, he was all she had dreamed of. And if she would only free him he would service her - oh yes - until her pleasure reached that threshold that, like all thresholds, was a place where the strong grew stronger, and the weak perished. Pleasure was pain there, and vice versa. And he knew it well enough to call it home.
Clive Barker