She'd thought love had something to do with happiness, but it turned out they were not even vaguely related. Love was closer to a need, no different from the need to eat, to breathe.

You know someone for a while and then one day a hole opens underneath them, and they fall out of your world.

Terror is the desire to save your own ass, but horror is rooted in sympathy.

I have nothing to say for myself, only that I have always tried to make this earth a little bit better

She liked things that had been written by people who had lived short, ugly, and tragic lives. Or, who at least, were English.

I hope if there is another world, we will not be judged too harshly for the things we did wrong here—that we will at least be forgiven for the mistakes we made out of love.

I guess Satan was the first superhero [...] In his first adventure, he took the form of a snake to free two prisoners being held naked in a Third World jungle prison by an all-powerful megalomaniac. At the same time, he broadened their diet and introduced them to their own sexuality.