Quotes from Robert Bloch

A new creation, an innovation that will be the sensation of the nation for the duration, an inspiration that will require no demonstration for universal acclimation, according to my intimation, but will receive an ovation to stagger the imagination.

What's the current hit?" "The Lost Chord" he tells me. "Just a few notes, but it sounds like nothing you'll ever hear.

Trivial, he echoed. Perhaps. Then again, maybe it's all in the way you look at it

Ever since I am a tiny tot I am a great guy for the shuteye. am a big number in slumber, and you never meet a deeper sleeper. When I am a moppet I sleep in school. After I grow up, I go to sleep on the job. Whenever I get a chance I head for a bed. I hit the hay some nasty blows in my time.

The Black Kiss (with Henry Kuttner) Weird Tales, June 1937 1. The Thing in the Waters Graham Dean nervously crushed out his cigarette and met Doctor Hedwig's puzzled eyes. "I've never been troubled like this before," he said. "These dreams are so oddly persistent. They're not the usual haphazard nightmares.

The life of a painter demands solitude

Anyway, he hotfooted it off to the house, to tell his mother to get dressed. I thought I'd sneak through a call while he's gone. So you stick around until I'm finished here. Oh-oh, he's coming back. See you.

The Y-Go Inn is a very unusual tavern. At most places they serve you a shot, but here you get an explosion. The whiskey is not only frisky but risky, the beer is queer, and the only chaser you get is a guy with a blackjack who runs after you when you don't pay.

What kind of a hick town is this, anyway?" she murmured. "A bank is held up and the sheriff is in church. What's he doing, praying that somebody will catch the robbers for him?

Their smiles were cracking. Glass is brittle.

Podrán romperme los huesos con palos y piedras, pero las palabras jamás podrán herirme.

I have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.

I tell you, he had stolen the body of Edgar Allan Poe—and as he shrieked aloud in his final madness, did not this indeed make him the greatest collector of Poe?

My name is Hugo. No, just Hugo. That's all they ever called me at the Home. I lived at the Home ever since I can remember, and the Sisters were very kind to me. The other children, they would not play with me because of my back and my squint but the Sister's were kind. They didn't call me "Crazy Hugo'' and make fun of me because I couldn't recite. They didn't get me in the corner and hit me and make me cry.

Just because it's printed somewhere, that's no reason you have to believe it any more than if you saw it." Harry blinked. "I never thought of that angle before.

Forty years old, and she called him boy: that's how she treated him, too, which made it worse. If only he didn't have to listen! But he did, he knew he had to, he always had to listen.

How would you like to be the agent for the hottest swing musician in the world?" he asks. "Who is it — Nero and his fiddle?" I crack. But he doesn't bend. "No, this is the genuine jive," he tells me. "A hep Joe from Buffalo. A walkie-talkie from Milwaukee. Strictly a mutt from Connecticut.

It's all right, he said, wondering at the same time why there were no better words, why there never are any better words to answer fear and grief and loneliness.

It's all right," he said, wondering at the same time why there were no better words, why there never are any better words to answer fear and grief and loneliness.

One thing was certain, she was through depending on others--others who didn't care, who just wanted to keep out of trouble.

Nós não somos tão lúcidos quanto fingimos ser.

Por qué personificamos al Tiempo? ¿Será porque tenemos que admitir que nuestras vidas están medidas por una fuerza abstracta, que ignora y tampoco le importa nada de lo referente a nuestra entrada en la existencia y nuestra partida en la muerte? El tiempo era algo misterioso; y, al darle un rostro y unas manos, intentamos convertirlo en nuestro servidor.

Talk about not knowing other people—why, when you came right down to it, you didn't even know yourself!

Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.