In the Flesh Quotes

“What worth was a man who could not be haunted?”
― Clive Barker, In the Flesh

“And sitting there against the wall, listening to Billy's inhalations and exhalations, and watching the light in the glass and through the glass, Cleve knew without doubt that even if he escaped this trap, it was only a temporary respite; that this long night, its minutes, its hours, were a foretaste of a longer vigil. He almost despaired then; felt his soul sink into a hole from which there seemed to be no hope of retrieval. Here was the real world; he wept. Not joy, not light, not looking forward; only this waiting in ignorance, without hope, even of fear, for fear came only to those with dreams to lose.”
― Clive Barker, In the Flesh

“With Floyd we had three hundred and ninety-eight years between us. All that bitter experience," he said, "and not one of us wise.”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“Maybe if they didn't tell you the stories ... they'd actually go out and do it.”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“Nobody ever just passed through; experience always left its mark.”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“Sanity is a movable feast. One man's madness is another's politics.”
― Clive Barker, In the Flesh

“Sweets to the sweet," he murmured,”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“But then sanity was a movable feast, wasn't it? One man's madness might be another's politics.”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“Of such divine neglect was atheism made; belief could not be rekindled now, however profound his terror. Thoughts”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5

“Nobody's allowed to come and mourn, you see. Out of sight, out of mind: that's the idea. Of course, that's not the way it works, is it? People forget prime ministers, but they remember murderers.”
― Clive Barker, Books of Blood: Volume 5