Never tell to much. The monster is always scarier when it is still under the child's bed.

You stole my story and something's got to be done about it.

It's a wholly illogical but nonetheless powerful belief that things will change for the better in a new place; that the urge to self-destruct will magically disappear.

At three in the morning the gaudy paint is off that old whore, the world, and she has no nose and a glass eye. Gaiety becomes hollow and brittle, as in Poe's castle surrounded by the Red Death. Horror is destroyed by boredom. Love is a dream.

I knew there were no ghosts in there, but on the other hand, what if there were?

Cuando miras al abismoel abismo también te mira a ti

Para los niños ha llegado el momento de acostarse.Es hora de que los bebes sean arropados en sus cunitas, mientras los padres sonríen ante las protestas con que piden que los dejen levantados un rato más, que les dejen la luz encendida. Bondadosamente, abren las puertas de los roperos para que vean que no hay nada escondido allí dentro.En torno de todos ellos, la bestialidad de la noche alza el vuelo con sus alas tenebrosas. Ha llegado la hora de los vampiros.

There was a muffled pop, the sound of a small pumpkin exploding in a microwave oven.Morris cut the wheel to the left and there was another bump as the Biscayne went back into the parking area. He looked in the mirror and saw that Curtis's head was gone.Well, no. Not exactly. It was there, but all spread out. Mooshed. No loss of talent in that mess. Morrie thought.

La buona scrittura, le storie valide, sono il percussore della fantasia e lo scopo della fantasia è offrirci consolazione e riparo da situazioni e momenti della vita che altrimenti sarebbero insopportabili.