Let the jagged edge of sobriety be now dulled.

What would a Mohammedan vampire do if faced with a cross?

To me there is nothing that goes against nature. If it seems incomprehensible, its only because we havent been able to understand it yet.

I had to write about realistic circumstances. Thats the way my brain works. And I think that gave me a sort of place in the field.

God, how impossible life is without money. Nothing can ever overcome it, it's everything when it's anything. How can I write in peace with endless worries of money, money, money? (“Disappearing Act”)

Each memory was brought to life before me and within me. I could not avoid them. Neither could I rationalize, explain away. I could only re-experience with total cognizance, unprotected by pretense. Self delusion was impossible, truth exposed in this blinding light. Nothing as I thought it had been. Nothing as I hoped it had been. Only as it had been.

Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.