457 Quotes by Clive Barker

There is no delight the equal of dread. As long as it’s someone else’s.

I don’t take accusations of selling out lightly.

Even winter – the hardest season, the most implacable – dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself.

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.

You’ll learn, honey. Love can be the best thing in life. And it can be the worst. The absolute worst.

We are the star and the darkness it peirces.

I love meeting people who’ve read my books. The prime reason to be on the planet is to make things I can show to other people: paintings, books, movies.

They will say your doubts shed innocent blood. But I say – what’s blood for, if not for shedding?

Its face crinkled up grotesquely, the eyes narrowing like those of a laughing Buddha, the lips peeling back to expose a sickle of brilliant teeth.