I love horror because you can never just sit back in your seat. You always have to be on the edge of it.

As a result of playing Freddy Krueger, I can remember having to look at some medical books, and at some of the disfigurement that fire can cause on people, because they were the source material for...

You think horror enters spectacularly. It doesn't. It just prosaically turns up. Even in the first seconds you know you'll find it a room.

Your friend will pay deeply for what he's done here tonight," Chance snarled once he wiped off most of the blood. "You can tell him to run as far and as fast as he can, I'll get him. Just let him know...

No more worlds like this / No more days like that

By necessity practical and by philosophy stern, these folk were not beautiful in their sins.

The loneliest place to spend eternity is your own life after you can't change it anymore. - - Lucifer from Kevin

It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

I like stories about supervillains. They teach children that you can accomplish great things even when the whole world is against you.

Science, the agent that once promised to eradicate the supernatural, had, through the nuclear threat, resurrected it. Magic was not exactly alive, but it was surely undead.

I got bored,

He - it - was a specter! I stepped back, stunned.

Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells 'em off for a coupla stones.

Make {the reader} think the evil, make him think it for himself, and you are released from weak specifications. My values are positively all blanks, save so far as an excited horror, a promoted pity,...

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die. What if it doesn't fire? It has to fire. Could you crush that beloved skull with a...

He had no idea of my misery. It would have surprised him to think that I was a human creature with a soul.

Had Moreau had any intelligible object, I could have sympathized at least a little with him. I am not so squeamish about pain as that. I could have forgiven him a little even, had his motive been only...

The crying sounded even louder out of doors. It was as if all the pain in the world had found a voice. Yet had I known such pain was in the next room, and had it been dumb, I believe-I have thought...