Quotes from Douglas Clegg

Tried to die, though, but can't. You can't die when you never really lived, can you? It would be redundant.

You know we got two lives, sometimes more. I don't mean like reincarnation, I mean like we have our life of innocence and then it rams right into the real life. The life where innocence is just a mirror—looks nice, reflects a lot, but it ain't the real thing. I

Mommy loves me I know. Mommy loves me I know. I know Mommy loves me. I am scared of her. A

He thought he could hear the hum of the universe as he sat there. The airwaves of God, maybe, that kept the whole lunatic world somehow on track.

Pain is a ritual we all must endure." 2

There were times when I felt there were a thousand doors in my head, and I needed to open all of them to find the one important door. The one important key that would open it. And whatever was behind that door would somehow illuminate what I didn't understand about my life. In the meantime, I had to open those thousand doors and see what wonderful and dreadful beasts existed there, waiting for me.

He was too damned innocent. Homer wished he could keep Tad at this point, bonsai him to never grow up, to never have to experience bad things—

They took her flesh from her, to wear as a cloak, and her blood to drink, leaving only her shadow

Here's the thing about darkness: It turns the mind inward.

Love is purity.

there's more to life than love. You can't survive on love. You can't have the important things in life just because of love.

I don't see why being smart and grown up has anything to do with abandoning the things you believed in when you were a kid.

I think I'm not going mad. I think I'm still sane, hanging on to that last shred of clarity before the wrecking ball inside me smashes it all to hell.

Death has a price, and all who bargain with the dead must pay it.

We kill, kill, kill. Flesh, spirit, whatever gets in our way. It's like our whole purpose is to extinguish life. And for those who live, there's memory, like a curse. We're such a mixture of frailty and cruelty.

Besides, back to the subject of you being nuts, all writers are nuts, didn't you know that?

I understood, then, where his madness had come from: He, too, had experienced the loss of the good and the victory of the evil.

He was a golden boy in a world of brass and tin.

There is more terror in a day of life than there is at the moment of death. It is as if a door has opened to a prison, though you do not believe it is a prison while you exist within it.

Never go in, miss. Never say a prayer at its door. If you are angry, do not seek revenge by the Laughing Maiden stone, or at the threshold of the Tombs. There be those who listen for oaths and vows, and them that takes it quite to heart. What may be said in innocence and ire becomes flesh and blood should it be uttered in such places.

We all scream because we are alive.

Death is not the end of things, my sister. It is the beginning of a greater adventure than this small life you cherish can hold. And beyond these shores of death, there are great ships that fly from the golden seas to the skies of pearl.

Death is a gift, so long as it is nature's hand.

As Bambi's mother said, why not blow a few extra bucks when the mood strikes?