God is wild; I am tame…Night falls and an age ends…We call and are answered through the thick foliage, by voices too strange to be our own. — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
“Whomever or whatever the visitors are, their activities go far beyond a mere study of mankind. They are involved with us on very deep… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
A real stunner. Want to get swept up on a journey you will never forget and never quite escape? Open THE RITUAL OF ILLUSION… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
In them was not the savage blankness of the reptile species. Instead there was something far worse - burning, unquenchable rage mixed with the… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
Everytime someone ends a prayer in the Western world they say Amen - that is the name of an Egyptian god associated with completion.… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
I became entirely given over to extreme dread. The fear was so powerful that it seemed to make my personality completely evaporate... 'Whitley' ceased… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
I put the copy of 'A Christmas Carol' that my grandfather had first read to me 60 years ago on my desk, and I… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
In a reality made of energy, thoughts may literally be things. What if it was intended that we create our own realities after death? — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
I wondered if I might not be in the grip of demons, if they were not making me suffer for their own purposes, or… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
Why were my visitors so secretive, hiding themselves behind my consciousness. I could only conclude that they were using me and did not want… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
The upheavals of adolescence silenced 'A Christmas Carol' for a few years. I became a firebrand atheist. Christmas - humbug! Too commercial! Then I… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
No doubt, I wont be believed, and thats all right, because, in a sense, it leaves me free in ways that belief would not. — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
“This time, there was the ghost of a reptile in Szatson's smile. 'I don't handle little problems.” — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
“If I look into the wings, I can see Mom standing like a statue, Medea or Lady Macbeth, one of those tragic horrors, her… — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
I'm not so sure that horror should be dismissed as something less than literature. — Whitley Strieber Copy Share Image
