The dark Gods of pain are surfacing from the immemorial filth of time.

I think all writers write for an audience. There is no such thing as writing for yourself.

America is not a young land: it is old and dirty and evil before the settlers, before the Indians. The evil is there waiting.

Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I fear I never will.

Love? What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is.

Which came first the intestine or the tapeworm?

Black magic operates most effectively in preconscious, marginal areas. Casual curses are the most effective.