If a fear cannot be articulated, it can't be conquered.

We'll just have to get along. That's what people do, you know? They just get along. And try to help each other.

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.

People with a high tolerance for boredom can get a lot of thinking done.

Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters.

The only religions I don't like are the ones that insist their God is bigger than your God.

Semi-facetiously, when people ask me why I write these kinds of stories, I simply say that I was warped as a child. And, there is some truth to that.