Relief loosens tongues beyond measure.

Writing is not life, but I think that sometimes it can be a way back to life.

The ghost story movie that scared me the most was The Changeling with George C. Scott. I think that's sometimes overlooked, but it's a wonderful piece of work.

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly lighted squares of their windows saw him. They were inside, inside where there was light and warmth. They didn't know he had passed them; only he knew. It was a secret thing.

Doubters will doubt to the end.

The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.

You might question a winkle - a feeling that came to you right out of the blue - but you didn’t question knowing.