100 Mind-Blowing Quotes By Clive Barker
Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.
Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red.
![[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.](https://www.wisdomly.net/images/quotes/clive-barker-12278.jpg)
[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.
Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love
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.
That which is imagined can never be lost.
No tears, please. It's a waste of good suffering.
To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.
Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.
I've learned two things in my life. One that love is the beginning and end of all meaning. And two that it is the same thing whatever shape our souls have taken on this journey. Love is love. Is love.
One man's pornography is another man's theology.
Writing about the unholy is one way of writing about what is sacred.
Life is short And pleasures few And holed the ship And drowned the crew But o! But o! How very blue the sea is.
A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself.
We burn so hard, but we shed so little light; it makes us crazy and sad.
Superman is, after all, an alien life form. He is simply the acceptable face of invading realities.
The sun rose like a stripper, keeping its glory well covered by cloud till it seemed there'd be no show at all.
Often people who are wonderful with animals aren't always terribly good with human beings.
She had opened a door... and now she was walking with demons. And at the end of her travels, she would have her revenge... Pain had made a sadist of her.
I dreamt a limitless book, A book unbound, Its leaves scattered in fantastic abundance On every line there was a new horizon drawn, New heavens supposed; New states, new souls.
…there’s nothing in the world more fun than doing something you’re good at.
Flesh could not keep its glamour, nor eyes their sheen. They would go to nothing soon. But monsters are forever.
Three is the number of those who do holy work; Two is the number of those who do lover's work; One is the number of those who do perfect evil Or perfect good.
Evil, however powerful it seemed, could be undone by its own appetite.
Is there any good news?' Tesla said. Who ever promised that? Who ever said there'd be good news?
Give me B movies or give me death!
Words are sexier than flesh.
Welcome to the worst nightmare of all, reality!
Walk with care in dark places, and do not put your faith in anyone who promises you the forgiveness of the Lord or a certain place in Paradise.
She was a sea: and I had to swim in her.
