“For a split second today I could smell home. It smelled like sunset on a dirt road. I thought my heart was going to break. The world I left behind was so close I could almost touch it. Everything in… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“When we arrived we were met by Peter Jackson and Fran Walsh, both producers of the film. Lorri and I hadn't seen them in… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“For a split second, I realize completely and absolutely that the season of winter is sentient, that there is an intelligence behind it. There's… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“I've been keeping an eye out for the Charlie Brown Valentine's Day special. I know it will be on soon, and I never miss… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“Morphic field. That's what it's called when a certain kind of energy pattern is repeated over and over until it creates something like an… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“The jail clothes are designed to strip you of any identity and reduce you to a number. You don’t even feel like a human… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“The memory from Sundance that I hold dearest is a snowball fight. One night I went outside with Lorri, Peter Jackson, and Fran Walsh.… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“There is no time in prison, unless you create it for yourself. People on the outside seem to believe time passes slowly in prison,… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“I learned a long time ago that you have to experience something for yourself or you never really comprehend it.” — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“What I crave more than anything today is to sit at an outdoor cafe on a cool autumn day. I just want to feel… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“We always watched horror movies. As a child I remember sitting up into the early hours of the morning watching horror movies with my… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“The older I grow, the more I understand what the burned woman meant. Things I was able to walk through unscathed in my youth… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“At home I used to walk through emotional wastelands where the lines on craggy faces were so deep that the wind whistled through them.… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
“At least I was capable of knowing there was some other kind of life possible, even if I was having trouble achieving it. They… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
