"

The dead have highways." Clive Barker

"

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

"

We’re making strange fictions of strange things inside ourselves.

"

That's half of your trouble," muttered the crocodile. "You believe everything's true.""That's because everything is," replied Mr. Bacchus.

"

Witch, do this for me,Find me a moonmade of longing.Then cut it sliver thin,and having cut it,hang it highabove my beloved's house,so that she may loo...more

"

Abaratians are very much about living in the moment; living life because that's what we've got, we've got today, we've got now, we've got being alive ...more

"

Here are the stories written on the Book of Blood. They are a map of that dark highway that leads out of life towards unknown destinations. Few will h...more

"

Kaufman almost smiled at the perfection of its horror. He felt an offer of insanity tickling the base of his skull, tempting him into oblivion, promis...more

"

The moon had risen behind him, the color of a shark's underbelly. It lit the ruined walls, and the skin of his arms and hands, with its sickly light, ...more

"

The flawlessly beautiful were flawlessy happy, weren't they? To Kristy this had always seemed self-evident. Tonight, however, the alcohol made her won...more

"

We're both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we're the same: both Thieves of Always.