Clive Barker

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Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep

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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 a tiger's kin.I dreamed that Eden lived inside me,And when I breathed a garden came,I dreamed I knew all of Creation,I dreamed I knew the Creator's name.I dreamed--and this dream was the finest--That all I dreamed was real and true,And we would live in joy forever,You in me, and me in you

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Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we're opened, we're red

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[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion

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Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love