When the dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took on flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies.

I know your mother lives in your head - almost everyone's mother does, I guess - but you can't let her have her way on this one

Remember, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

I believe the road to hell is paved with adverbs, and I will shout it from the rooftops.

A little arrogance (or even a lot) isn't such a bad thing, although your mother undoubtedly told you different. Mine did. "Pride goeth before a fall, Stephen", she said... and then I found out - right around the age that is 19 x 2 - that eventually you fall down, anyway.

The book is not the important part. The book is the delivery system. The important part is the story and the talent.

I thought it was great fun to scare people. I also knew it was socially acceptable because there were a lot of horror movies out there.