Abortions are very much about living at the moment; living life because that's what we've got, we've got today, we've got now, we've got being alive now, and we have to be awake and alive at the moment and not asleep in our lives. And they would find the idea of sleeping through your life, of being bored - they would think that was very stupid - why would you be bored when there's so much to do and so much to see and so much to be?

— Clive Barker

All Darkness was one darkness in the end. Of heart or Heavens, one Darkness.

— Clive Barker

All things are true. God's an Astronaut. Oz is Over the Rainbow, and Median is where the monsters live." - Eloquent

— Clive Barker

A monster lies in wait in me, A stew of wounds and misery, But fiercer still in life and limb,The that lies in wait in him.

— Clive Barker

Angels have very nasty tempers. Especially when they’re feeling righteous.

— Clive Barker

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

— Clive Barker

As long as they could still be moved by a minor chord, or brought to a crisis of tears by scenes of lovers reunited; as long as there was room in their cautious hearts for games of chance, and laughter in the face of God, that must surely be enough to save them, at the last. If not, there was no hope for any living thing.

— Clive Barker

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, every one 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

A sweet slip of a girl like you, why should you have to know anything about the sorrow of the world? You just believe me when I tell you... there's no way to live your life to the full and not have a reason to shed a tear now and again. It's not a bad feeling, child. That's what a lament does. It makes you feel happy to be sad, in a strange way. D'you see?

— Clive Barker

Born from different parents, they were siblings in death, destroyed by the same hand.

— Clive Barker