The color white is the absence of memory.

The shining. It was a good name, a comforting name, because she had always thought of it as a dark thing.

I think it is beyond doubt that H. P. Lovecraft has yet to be surpassed as the twentieth century's greatest practitioner of the classic horror tale.

There is no such thing as a happy ending. I never met a single one to equal "Once upon a time.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes--maybe even often--it's the solution.

Remember in elementary school you were told that in case of fire you have to line up quietly in a single file from smallest to tallest? What is the logic in that? What, do tall people burn slower?

I do have one slightly crooked wheel upstairs, but everything else is ticking along just four-o, thank you very much.