“I hope something happens. I'm restless as the devil and have a horror of getting fat or falling in love and growing domestic.”

“I'm restless and wild
I fall, but I try
I need someone to understand.”

“Hop in? Dude, are you out of your ever-loving mind? I can’t touch this. I might leave a fingerprint or something. (Nick)
Oh the horror. Guess I’ll have to trade the piece of junk in and get a new one if that happens. (Acheron)”

“I hope the days get longer and make this love grow stronger.”

“He's been sent by the devil to destabilize something that was already fragile. How could I fall in love so quickly with someone I don't even know?”

“And that's when I realized that believing in God is as much like falling in love as it is like making a decision. Love is both something that happens to you and something you decide upon.”

“I have fed like a farmer: I shall grow as fat as a porpoise.”

“By and large, horror fiction is the most difficult to domesticate because part of the point is that it's one step ahead – or behind – everybody else's taste. And I'm not really convinced I'd like it to change. There's something very healthy about horror fiction being always a little bit on the outside. It's the wild-dog genre.”

“Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.”

“And Finally I put down the last and the best advice I knew, on growing older. 'Stand up straight and try not to get fat.”