You are my beauty, my body, perfected. All I was drained off into you. When you left, my health went with you - leaving a moral morbidity I smell in my sleep. The acts I committed for the love of you. Acts I can never forget. I crawled into the bellies of the dead to fish out a little life... I have an appetite for it now. I have an unrelenting lust for death.
Clive BarkerNothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any other story springs.
Clive BarkerHorror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.
Clive BarkerPerhaps a wiser eye than hers would be able to read tomorrow in tonight's stars, but where was the fun in that? It was better not to know. Better to be alive in the Here and the Now--in this bright, laughing moment--and let the Hours to come take care of themselves.
Clive Barker..She had that brand of pragmatism that would find her the first brewing tea after Armageddon.
Clive Barker