And the most terrifying question of all may be just how much horror the human mind can stand and still maintain a wakeful, staring, unrelenting sanity.

Let's face it. No kid in high school feels as though they fit in.

I don't really get philosophical, but I believe that nice people are strong and usually in my horror stories, I don't like to write about the old standard where some rotten guy gets chased by a mean spirit that gets him in the end.I'd rather write about nice people that are menaced from outside by some sort of evil power and who sort of slug it out.

The harder you had to work to open a package, the less you ended up caring about what was inside.

I believe that the combination of pencil and memory creates a kind of practical magic, and magic is dangerous.

Fighting for peace, is like f***ing for chastity

The King is in his Tower, eating bread and honey. The Breakers in the basement, making all the money.