457 Quotes by Clive Barker

The un-people, the anti-tribe, humanity’s sack unpicked and sewn together again with the moon inside.

Where else can bubble-gum hearts, the dream travellers, the serial killers, and the occasional guest-star from beyond the grave occupy the same space?

We are all our own graveyards, I believe; we squat amongst the tombs of the people we were. If we’re healthy, every day is a celebration, a Day of the Dead, in which we give thanks for the lives that we lived, and if we are neurotic we brood and mourn and wish that the past was still present.

Of course. Remember, I’ve seen you in her. And it’s wonderful.

Maybe the man had taken the wrong turning, but at least he’d travelled some extraordinary roads.

Kaufman calculated the risks of his situation: the mathematics of panic.

Everywhere, in the wreckage around him, he found evidence to support the same bitter thesis: that he had encountered nothing in his life – no person, no state of mind or body – he wanted sufficiently to suffer even passing discomfort for.

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.

I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again – I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter...