Mister B. Gone Quotes

“To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Angels have very nasty tempers. Especially when they’re feeling righteous.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Walk with care in dark places, and do not put your faith in anyone who promises you the forgiveness of the Lord or a certain place in Paradise.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I can see in your eyes that there’s no seam of untapped joy left in you. The best of life has come and gone. Those days when sudden epiphanies swept over you, and you had visions of the rightness of all things and of your place amongst them; they’re history. You’re in a darker place now.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“As to my mouth, of all my features, I wish I could possess my mouth again, just as it had been before the fire. I had my mother’s lips, generous below and above; and what kissing I had practiced, mainly on my hand or on a lonely pig, had convinced me that my lips would be the source of my good fortune. I would kiss with them, and lie with them, I would make victims and willing slaves of anyone my eyes desired, simply by talking a little, and following the talk with kisses, and the kisses with demands. And they’d melt into compliance, everyone of them, happy to perform the most demeaning acts as long as I was there to reward them with a long, tongue-tied kiss when they were done. But the fire didn’t spare my lips; it took them too, erasing them utterly.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“You’ve always got me”
“Always?”
“Didn’t I just say so?”
“Yes”
“Am I liar? “
“No.” I lied.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I will say it one last time: Demonation! The feeling of it! There are no words -how can there be?- to describe what it feels like to become words, to feel your life encoded, and laid out in black ink on white paper. All my love and hatred, melted into words. It was like the End of the World.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Anyway, it's gone. And there's nothing left in my pocket to charm you. So from now on it's going to have to be tears or nothing I'm afraid.
That's all I've got left to tell you see: tears, tears, tears.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again---I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter...”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“You have to taste the sour urine before you break the jug.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Quitoon knew the world well. It wasn't jut Humankind and its works he knew, but all manner of things without any clear connection between them. He knew about spices, parliaments, salamanders, lullabies, curses, forms of discourse and disease; of riddles, chains, and sanities; ways to make sweetmeats, love and widows; tales to tell children, tales to tell their parents, tales to tell yourself on days when everything you know means nothing.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I will treat you with my knife the way you've treated my pages with your merciless eyes. Backwards and forwards, backwards and forwards.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“My skull was a face that concealed scorpions.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Your kind has a superstitious terror of things ugly and broken; you fear that their condition may somehow infect you.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I decided that I would do my best to be the worst thing Hell ever vomited forth.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“Your kind has a supersitious terror of things ugly and broken; you gear that their conditon may somehow infect you.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

“I was watching the power at work behind the face of the world. What I had always assumed to be a calamitous unseen war, waged in sky and rock and on occasion invading your human world, was not a bloody battle, with legions slaughtering one another; it was this endless fish-market bartering.”
― Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone