I've found that all weak people share a basic obsession - they fixate on the idea of satisfaction. Anywhere you go men and women are like crows drawn by shiny objects. For some folks, the shiny objects are other people, and you'd be better off developing a drug habit.

Often, what allows someone to behave heroically in dire circumstances is unpalatable in day-to-day life.

We live in a culture that has a real hard time distinguishing fiction from reality. Even when they're told something is fiction.

There's never been anything I didn't love that I didn't connect with on a personal level because to some degree, I projected upon it.

And if we’re talking about hard-boiled detectives, too, what could be more hardboiled than the worldview of Ligotti or Cioran? They make the grittiest of crime writers seem like dilettantes. Next to The Conspiracy Against the Human Race, Mickey Spillane seems about as hard-boiled as bubble gum.

The ideas within this philosophy are certainly not exclusive to any writer.

Most television shows are going to require an actor sign up from four to six years, but an anthology show really amounts to five or six months at the most. I thought serious actors might be attracted to that.