“The photographer was lost for riposte, obvious though it should have been; instead he turned to run. At least his mind did.… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
“Terror was the key, of course, for there's a fine line between paralyzing dread and galvanizing fright.” — James Herbert Copy Share Image
I grew up in the East End of London, the youngest of three boys in a Catholic household. Both my parents were market traders… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
Drip, drip, the rain comes falling, Rain in the woods, rain on the sea; Even the little waves, beaten, come crawling As if to… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
“He never walked away from a problem, but occasionally liked to bury it and dig it up later.” — James Herbert Copy Share Image
For me, a good friend is someone you might only see once or twice a year but each time it feels as though you've… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
I'm not into high literature, but I think all my books are literate. — James Herbert Copy Share Image
I have a dread of sounding pretentious and try not to talk too much about what I do. — James Herbert Copy Share Image
I've always suffered from being labelled a horror writer - just because I didn't go to university, just because I still talk in my… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
“Why anyone should do so, knowing full well the dangers, was beyond the soldiers’ comprehension, but they had learned from past experience never to… — James Herbert Copy Share Image
