Clive Barker Quotes

Believe me, when I say; There are no two powers That command the soul. One is God The other is the tide. -Anon From the novel Abarat

A monster lies in wait in me,a stew of wounds and misery.But fiercer still in life and limb,the me that lies in wait in him

Memory, prophecy, and fantasy— The past, the future, and The dreaming moment between— Are all in one country, Living one immortal day. To know that is Wisdom. To use it is the Art.

You just have to trust your own madness.

Horror fiction shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.

I'm a great dog fanatic. My own dog died a little while ago and I take it very personally when things die-it's a major offence.

I don't like PG-13 horror movies. I think they're a contradiction in terms.

Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.

Evil, however powerful it seemed,could be undone by its own appetite

We’re too much ourselves. Afraid of letting go of what we are, in case we are nothing, and holding on so tight, we lose everything else.

So we make stories of our own, in fevered and envious imitation of our Maker, hoping that we'll tell, by chance, what God left untold. And finishing our tale, come to understand why we were born.

Everything is in flux: everything changes; the body changes, the soul changes. We are capable of extraordinary self-transmutat ion and internal self-transforma tion.

All I ever wanted to do is darken the day and brighten the night

To dream in isolation can be properly splendid to be sure; but to dream in company seems to me infinitely preferable.

Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love

..She had that brand of pragmatism that would find her the first brewing tea after Armageddon.

Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red.

Gather experience... Look at what you should not look at. A feeling of anxiety is the sure and certain evidence that you should do this.

Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any other story springs.

It’s only when you’ve lost someone that you realize the nonsense of that phrase “It’s a small world”. It isn’t. It’s a vast, devouring world, especially if you’re alone.

Funny that. We live in islands of Hours and we never seem to have time enough for anything.

That which is imagined can never be lost.

As for theatre, there's ups and downs to everything. Theatre is ephemeral. But that is part of its charm because you can always say the production was better than it was.

Superman is, after all, an alien life form. He is simply the acceptable face of invading realities.

I firmly believe that a story is only as good as the villain.

She wanted nothing that he could offer her, except perhaps his absence.

Give me B movies or give me death!

you must be careful with kindness. It's usually mistaken for weakness by stupid people.

All things are true. God's an Astronaut. Oz is Over the Rainbow, and Midian is where the monsters live." - Peloquin

I have the normal complement of anxieties, neuroses, psychoses and whatever else - but I'm absolutely nothing special.

Let the mad find wisdom in their madness for the sane, and let the sane be grateful.

Welcome to the worst nightmare of all, reality!

To you who have never died, may I say: Welcome to the world!

I think that horror fiction is one of the ways to approach these problems of death.

The world had seen so many Ages: the Age of Enlightenment; of Reformation; of Reason. Now, at last, the Age of Desire. And after this, an end to Ages; an end, perhaps, to everything.

You can plan to be brave - it's even better if you just try to be brave.

Always, worlds within worlds.

…there’s nothing in the world more fun than doing something you’re good at.

being with people makes me vomit. I don't like em. I never did.

Your flesh is killing your spirit. You have forsaken yourself.

I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design.

Leavening the flat bread of what we know, with the yeast of what we dream may come to pass.

We burn so hard, but we shed so little light; it makes us crazy and sad.

There’s no conscious thing on the face of the world that doesn’t know dread more intimately than its own heartbeat.

The monsters act out our rage. They act on their worst impulses, which is appealing to a certain part of us. They get punished for it, but we've enjoyed the spectacle of their liberation.

O little one, My little one, Come with me, Your life is done. Forget the future, Forget the past. Life is over: Breathe your last.

But I think humans are innately religious as a species, so you don't need a specific excuse for examining the perversely unholy.

Often people who are wonderful with animals aren't always terribly good with human beings.

My life is in the art that I make, and I'm very happy with it.

It was as though in these last minutes together - when they had so much to say - they could say nothing of the least significance, for fear it open the floodgates.