…They think of suicide as a quick route to oblivion, an escape. Far from it. It merely alters a person from one form to another. Nothing can destroy ….

Failures plagued me. Things I had omitted or ignored, neglected. What I should have given and hadn’t. I felt the biting pang of every unfulfillment..

As her analyst had told her: the deeper buried the distress, the further into the body it went. The digestive system was about as far as it could go ….

I can get pissed off very easily..

Our world is in profound danger. Mankind must establish a set of positive values with which to secure its own survival..

Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how. (“Death Ship”).

Now when I die, I shall only be dead..

Chris Nielsen: Thank you for every kindness. Thank you for our children. For the first time I saw them. Thank you for being someone I was always prou….

But it was hard to keep his hands still. He could almost feel them twitching emphatically with his strong desire to reach out and stroke the dog's he….

Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk").

No longer will you be a weird Robinson Crusoe, imprisoned on an island of night surrounded by oceans of death..

I hate it when something I've had published "inspires" some nut to imitate what I've written, or some teacher gets fired for having her students read….

Let the jagged edge of sobriety be now dulled..

What would a Mohammedan vampire do if faced with a cross?.

I don't believe terror and horror are just vicarious pleasures. I think it routes itself in your mind. It can affect your mind. Look at what's going ….

In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming..

To get married and have a family, is to grow up and mature. It's the only way. You can read philosophy books for a hundred years, but if you don't ge….

It is my conviction that basic Reality is not all that perplexing. What seems difficult to assimilate are the manifold details of Reality, not its fu….

Normalcy was a majority concept, the standard of many and not the standard of just one man..

That's what was wrong with drinking too much. You became immune to drunken delights. There was no solace in liquor. Before you got happy, you collaps….

In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming. Horror he had adjusted to. But monotony was the greater obstacle, and h….