Beauty is seeing, the world through colored glass, of seeing everything in its glory, it's all it ever asks.

— Anthony T Hincks

Be yourself! What harm can it do?

— Anthony T Hincks

Death can ride the wind, and he can also walk the streets, looking for those listed, or those he accidentally meets. A touch or a whisper, the smell of his breath, it's what lets us know, he beckons that we're next. And hide he doth find, in a closet or a chest, because our days were numbered,'cause death doesn't jest.

— Anthony T Hincks

Don't burn the corpse! Zombies don't like fire!

— Anthony T Hincks

Everything you mean to me, I can't put into words, because when you're as perfect as you, no amount of words will do.

— Anthony T Hincks

If ever you want a rainbow in your home, go to Sandwich Glass Museum, and let them put one in your heart too.

— Anthony T Hincks

If you don't follow your dreams, someone else, somewhere will follow theirs. Don't get left behind.

— Anthony T Hincks

I never speak in silence.

— Anthony T Hincks

It's when you sit alone, Or lay in your bed, That we will be watching, Waiting,Until you get scared. Then we will come, A scratch and a chill, For you will feel goosebumps, Look at the windowsill! Did you see a face? Looking in at you, You know that you did, Beware...you'll turn blue. Is that the wind, Howling at the moon, Or is it a werewolf, That's coming for you? So sit in your chair, Or lay in your bed, Because we'll be there, And you'll be dead!

— Anthony T Hincks

Just smile. You'll be glad that you did.

— Anthony T Hincks