You must be careful with kindness. It's usually mistaken for weakness by stupid people.

I firmly believe that a story is only as good as the villain.

The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.

I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design.

Horror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.

Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything.

I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special.