The Thief of Always Quotes

“Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Evil, however powerful it seemed, could be undone by its own appetite.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“We're both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we're the same: both Thieves of Always.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Harvey wasn't interested in the clothes, it was the masks that mesmerized him. They were like snowflakes: no two alike. Some were made of wood and of plastic; some of straw and cloth and papier-mâché. Some were as bright as parrots, others as pale as parchment. Some were so grotesque he was certain they'd been carved by crazy people; others so perfect they looked like the death masks of angels. There were masks of clowns and foxes, masks like skulls decorated with real teeth, and one with carved flames instead of hair.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“He’d fill every moment with the seasons he’d found in his heart: hopes like birds on a spring branch; happiness like a warm summer sun; magic like the rising mists of autumn. And best of all, love; love enough for a thousand Christmases.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“What did it matter, anyway, he thought, whether this was a real place or a dream? It felt real, and that was all that mattered.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“the scent of sweet cherry had attracted hundreds of ants. They were crawling over it and into it, many drowning for their greed.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“However this miraculous place worked, it seemed real enough. The sun was hot, the soda was cold, the sky was blue, the grass was green. What more did he need to know?”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Perhaps the House had heard Harvey wishing for a full moon, because when he and Wendell traipsed upstairs and looked out the landing window, there--hanging between the bare branches of the trees--was a moon as wide and as white as a dead man's smile.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Time would be precious from now on. It would tick by, of course, as it always had, but Harvey was determined he wouldn’t waste it with sighs and complaints. He’d fill every moment with the seasons he’d found in his heart: hopes like birds on a spring branch; happiness like a warm summer sun; magic like the rising mists of autumn. And best of all, love; love enough for a thousand Christmases.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“The great gray beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive. Here he was, buried in the belly of that smothering month, wondering if he would ever find his way out through the cold coils that lay between here and Easter.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“O tempo seria precioso, daí em diante. continuaria a passar despercebido, é claro, como sempre, mas Harvey estava determinado a não desperdiçá-lo com suspiros e queixumes. Preencheria cada momentos com as estações que encontrara no coração: esperança, coo pássaros, nos ramos da Primavera; felicidade como um Sol quente de Verão; magia, coo as inesperadas neblinas de Outono. E o melhor de tudo: o amor - amor suficiente para durar mil Natais.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Eu não sabia o que estava a perder', disse Harvey.
'Ah...', disse Hood, suavemente 'mas não é sempre assim que as coisas se passam? Há coisas que nos deslizam pelos dedos e só quando se vão embora é que nos arrependemos. Mas aquilo que se vai embora não volta, Harvey Swick!”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“We’re both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we’re the same: both Thieves of Always.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always: A Fable

“doubt.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always: A Fable

“lot”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always: A Fable

“Why do boys always love talking about ghosts and murders and hangings?’ ‘Because it’s exciting,’ Wendell said.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always: A Fable

“Harvey Swick was eaten by the great gray beast February.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Got you, little thief!” he roared, dragging Harvey back into his splintery embrace.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“Before Rictus could finish Hood took hold of his servant’s head, and with one short motion simply twisted it off. A yellowish cloud of foul-smelling air rose from the severed neck, and Rictus—the last of Hood’s abominable quartet”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always

“In the high times of his evil, Hood had been the House. Now, it was the other way around. The House, what was left of it, had become Mr. Hood.”
― Clive Barker, The Thief of Always