The world is full of horror. Our imaginations struggle to keep up. It would be a poor life without imagining. I’m not sure we can have any salvation, in fact, without imagining. — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
For so long I have lived on the edge of an invisible world. Sometimes I feel like the scattered debris left over after the personality has fallen out of the sky. — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
I was never very good with either my hands or feet. It always seemed to me they'd just been stuck on as an afterthought… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
For most of my life I've been a listener. At least in the beginning, I think the reason I listened so intently was to… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“Imagination transforms one substance into another. It changes what is into what might be, what was into what might have been. Straw becomes gold,… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“Everything is dangerous. Even in your dreams. Even if you sleep without dreams. From the moment you jump out of bed and take that… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
The world is full of horror. Our imaginations struggle to keep up. It would be a poor life without imagining. I’m not sure we… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
If you love someone, they leave you. But if you don't love someone, they leave you, too. So your choice isn't between loving and… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“Obviously. It seems to be in the nature of adulthood that we venerate the past, grieve its obsolescence, and even live there in the… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I wait at the bottom of those dark stairs, I sit at the bottom of the stairs, I wait beyond the bottom of… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“I would have imagined that to be unimaginable. Sometimes I still do.” — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
“A life was a secret thing, even between a husband and wife. Your secret life was completely your own, and because it was unknown,… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
For so long I have lived on the edge of an invisible world. Sometimes I feel like the scattered debris left over after the… — Steve Rasnic Tem Copy Share Image
