So we make stories of our own, in fevered and envious imitation of our Maker, hoping that we'll tell, by chance, what… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
I say 'spectacle' rather than 'story' because in the end, it isn't the intricacies of narrative that draw us to horror films.… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
Nothing ever begins. There is no first moment; no single word or place from which this or any story springs. The threads… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
I am a man, and men are animals who tell stories. This is a gift from God, who spoke our species into… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
I've always thought that the most extraordinary special effect you could do is to buy a child at the moment of its birth, sit… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
Those old hypocrites. They talk about killing witches but the Good Book’s full of magic. Turning the Nile to blood and parting the Red… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
I dreamt a limitless book, A book unbound, Its leaves scattered in fantastic abundance On every line there was a new horizon drawn, New… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“Only when they have outrun the all-too-eager shadows of the Canyon and they are back in the glare of the billboards on Sunset Boulevard,… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“Let us not neglect the forbidden. Let us not sophisticate ourselves out of the cheap thrill and chill of it: the story told for… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
You can plan to be brave - it's even better if you just try to be brave. — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“Pleasure is a reward, given to the human system by evolution in return for services rendered to the preservation and increase of the species.” — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
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… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
Nothing happens carelessly. We’re not brought into the world without reason, even though we may never understand the reason. An infant that lives an… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
“Despite his intent, tears sprang to his eyes, and he went into her embrace, both of them sobbing freely, like enemies joined by a… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
