Quotes from Richard Laymon

Except I think it feels more like an empty stomach than a broken heart. An aching hollowness that food can't cure. You know. You've felt it yourself, I bet. You hurt all the time, you're restless, you can't think straight, you sort of wish you were dead but what you really want is for everything to be the same as it was when you were still with her.. or him

Bring a vampire around, people start discovering religion.

Now you got us whammied with the curse of squirmy death.

Horror writers are specialists in the worst-case scenario.

Just call me the Boswell of the Krull Gang.

next week we have a bunch of horror writers coming from all over the world. That'll be one whole week, fully catered, and pre-paid bar. Those horror writers drink like fshes. Just their beer bill's gonna pay for the upkeep of this place for six months. Motel business is a great business to be in, my boy.

My principles wouldn't allow it.

Wielding a hammer, however, you're at the very heart of the experience, being flooded with wonderful sensations that simply can't be yours if you use a firearm. Now, you might be asking yourself how I came to discover the splendors of hammer attack. I'll tell you. You won't want to hear it, though.

Gonna get me one of them Jeep Cherokees with the four-wheel drive, and go all over the whole country in it.

Killing, resurrecting, living with a zombie. Even if she could accept all that

It's been my experience that worse-case scenarios are very rare indeed. Rare to the extend that you can almost count on them not happening.

The great times are often that way. In the middle of everything, you suddenly realize that you're having a perfect, golden experience. And you realize how few they are. And how this one is bound to end too soon. You know that it will always be a wonderful memory, that the loss of it will give you a soft ache in the heart. This

Scott woke up with a bad need to urinate. Lying motionless, he forced one eye open.

All my worries had been for nothing. That's usually how it is with worrying. More often than not, we get ourselves all in a sweat over something that might happen, then everything turns out just fine.

Never become used to anything you love. It blunts the edge of appreciation.

I tried not to let these things affect me. They affected me quickly and obviously.

And he pictured her down below, turning slowly in the currents, her skin pale blue in the cold rays of sunlight slanting down through the water, her hair flowing lazily around her face.

the remnants of her Georgia drawl always sounded a bit sad. She made him think of an aging Scarlett O'Hara torn from Tara's halls but clinging to her pride and, with the help of a beauty parlor, her flaming hair.

Muttering, "Fuck it," he threw his finger away. It hit the wall. He heard the quiet thunk through the sounds of helicopters. Must

She ran her tongue across her teeth. They felt scuzzy.

window. All the ruckus, of course, woke up everyone in the house. Lilly's room was right up there. She

My eyes are brown. So are my teeth. Just kidding about the teeth.

Her skin seemed to bum with countless harts.

That sort of aloneness gives you goosebumps scurrying up your spine. It makes your scalp crawl.