All Clive Barker Quotes
- I don't take accusations of selling out lightly. Accusation
- My life is in the art that I make, and I'm very happy with it. Art
- As for theatre, there's ups and downs to everything. Theatre is ephemeral. But that is part of its charm because you can always say the… Always Say
- For a writer, and particularly a writer of my genre, which is the fantastical, I think that it's to my advantage to feel remote from… Advantage
- 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 other… Book
- I remember when I watched 'Hellraiser' with my mother. She cried when she saw my name in the opening credits, and I had to tell… Credit
- One of the things I'm trying to do over and over again in my books is create new mythologies, create new ways to understand the… Allow
- I think that horror fiction is one of the ways to approach these problems of death. Approach
- To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels. Bowels
- I dreamed I spoke in another's language, I dreamed I lived in another's skin, I dreamed I was my own beloved, I dreamed I was… All
- any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep. Any
- [Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion. Believe
- You have to taste the sour urine before you break the jug. Break
- Sooner or later even the most ambitious glutton must crawl away and seek the solace of the vomitorium. Ambitious
- Believe me, when I say; There are no two powers That command the soul. One is God The other is the tide. -Anon From the… Abarat
- Mischief nodded. 'It's true,' he conceded. 'You're in the company of eight world-class thieves,' he said, not without a little touch of pride. 'Saints we… Besides
- Give me B movies or give me death! B Movies
- Writing about the unholy is one way of writing about what is sacred. Life
- A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself. Die
- His body and his mind went about their different businesses. The former, freed from conscious instruction, breathed, rolled, sweated, and digested. The latter went dreaming. Body
- We’re too much ourselves. Afraid of letting go of what we are, in case we are nothing, and holding on so tight, we lose everything… Afraid
- Perhaps sunlight had always been luminous, and doorways signs of greater passage than that of one room to another. But she’d not noticed it until… Been
- Whatever capacity she possesses to supernaturally beguile a human soul—and she possesses many—she liked his clear-sightedness too well, to blind him that way. Beguile
- Did I say that she was beautiful? I was wrong. Beauty is too tame a notion; it evokes only faces in magazines. A lovely eloquence,… Assume
- Well, it was most likely too late; there would not be time for me to flagellate myself for every dishonorable deed in that list, nor… Any