I had to write about realistic circumstances. Thats the way my brain works. And I think that gave me a sort of place in the field..

We've forgotten much. How to struggle, how to rise to dizzy heights and sink to unparalleled depths. We no longer aspire to anything. Even the finer ….

…Those who’ve marred their appearance in any way by their actions in life aren’t forced to witness that marring. If they were, they’d become self-con….

I hope people are reading my work in the future. I hope I have done more than frightened a couple of generations. I hope I've inspired a few people o….

A surfeiting of terror soon made terror a cliché..

There we will, I pray, remain and learn and grow until the time when we will rise together to the ultimate heights, changing in appearance but never ….

Everyone has something to hide. And if they couldn't hide it the world would be in a lot worse mess than it is..

Somewhere In Time is the story of a love which transcends time , What Dreams May Come is the story of a love which transcends death . ... I feel that….

I felt puny and absurd, a ludicrous midget. Easy enough to talk of soul and spirit and existential worth, but not when you're three feet tall..

How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough..

When you sleep, your dream world is as real to you as life, isn’t it?.

In a typical desperation for quick answers, easily understood, people had turned to primitive worship as the solution. With less than success. Not on….

I'm sitting in my office trying to squeeze a story from my head. It is that kind of morning when you feel like melting the typewriter into a bar of s….

Not only did I rediscover every experience of my life, I had to live each unfulfilled desire as well—as though they’d been fulfilled. I saw that what….

I could never write about strange kingdoms. I could never do Harry Potter or anything like that. Even when I did science-fiction, I didnt write about….

Memory was such a worthless thing, really. Nothing it dealt with was attainable. It was concerned with phantom acts and feelings, with all that was u….

Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend..

Each memory was brought to life before me and within me. I could not avoid them. Neither could I rationalize, explain away. I could only re-experienc….

All of us have a path to follow and the path begins on earth..

How long did it take for a past to die?.