“The monsters that rose from the dead, they are nothing compared to the ones we carry in our hearts.”— Max Brooks, amazon.com
“Death doesn't exist. It never did, it never will. But we've drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we've got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“A stranger is shot in the street, you hardly move to help. But if, half an hour before, you spent just ten minutes with the fellow and knew a little about him and his family, you might just jump in front of his killer and try to stop it. Really knowing is good. Not knowing, or refusing to know is ba…”— Ray Bradbury, amazon.com
“Let's say you have an ax. Just a cheap one, from Home Depot. On one bitter winter day, you use said ax to behead a man. Don't worry, the man was already dead. Or maybe you should worry, because you're the one who shot him.”— David Wong, amazon.com
“May be she’ll learn something about what death really is, which is where the pain stops and the good memories begin. Not the end of life but the end of pain.”— Stephen King, amazon.com
“I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.”— David Levithan, amazon.com
“Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how.”— Richard Matheson, amazon.com
“They think of suicide as a quick route to oblivion, an escape. Far from it. It merely alters a person from one form to another. Nothing can destroy the spirit. Suicide only precipitates a darker continuation of the same conditions from which escape was sought. A condition under circumstances so much…”— Richard Matheson, amazon.com
“Blood is really warm, it's like drinking hot chocolate but with more screaming.”— Ryan Mecum, amazon.com
“Mary started to scream, and then the curtains parted further and a hand appeared, holding a butcher's knife. It was the knife that, a moment later, cut off her scream. And her head.”— Robert Bloch, amazon.com
“Sometimes I think I won't ever feel safe until I can count my last days on one hand. Three more days to get through until I don't have to worry about life anymore.”— Gillian Flynn, amazon.com
“When I was fourteen, I thought a lot about killing myself—it’s a hobby today, but at age fourteen it was a vocation. On a September morning, just after school started, I’d gotten Diane’s .44 Magnum and held it, babylike, in my lap for hours. What an indulgence it would be, to just blow off my head,…”— Gillian Flynn, amazon.com
“When I came into your life your life was over. It had a beginning, a middle, and an end. This is the end.”— Cormac McCarthy, amazon.com
“Wendy? Darling? Light, of my life. I'm not gonna hurt ya. I'm just going to bash your brains in.”— Stephen King, amazon.com
“Focus on these words, and whatever you do don’t let your eyes wander past the perimeter of this page. Now imagine just beyond your peripheral vision, maybe behind you, maybe to the side of you, maybe even in front of you, but right where you can’t see it, something is quietly closing in on you, so q…”— Mark Z Danielewski, amazon.com