Frases de Clive Barker

“Odiaba las fiestas. Las sonrisas pegadas con engrudo para tapar el pánico, las miradas que había que interpretar y lo peor de todo: la conversación.”

“Allí el placer era dolor, y viceversa. Y él lo conocía tan bien que era como sentirse en casa.”

“Sin lágrimas, por favor. Es un desperdicio de buen sufrimiento.”

“La oscuridad también ha de desempeñar un papel. Sin ella, ¿cómo sabríamos que caminamos por la senda de la luz? Solamente cuando sus pretensiones se crecen debemos enfrentarnos a ella, domarla y a veces –llegado el caso- someterla durante un tiempo. Después se erguirá de nuevo, como debe ser.”

“[Ficción de terror] nos muestra que el control que creemos que tenemos es puramente ilusorio, y que cada momento nos tambaleamos en el caos y el olvido.”

“Lo tocó como nunca antes se había atrevido a hacerlo, acariciando su cuerpo con la punta de los dedos muy, muy suavemente, recorriendo la piel levantada como una mujer ciega leyendo braille.”

“Todo cuerpo es un libro de sangre;
Dondequiera que estemos abiertos, somos rojos.”

“Cualquier tonto puede ser feliz. Se necesita un hombre con un corazón real para hacer la belleza de las cosas que nos hacen llorar.”

“We’re too much ourselves. Afraid of letting go of what we are, in case we are nothing, and holding on so tight, we lose everything else.”

“What can be imagined—
—need never be lost.”

“We're both thieves, Harvey Swick. I take time. You take lives. But in the end we're the same: both Thieves of Always.”

“Maybe the man had taken the wrong turning, but at least he'd travelled some extraordinary roads.”

“Movies are much more fascist than books. They tell you what to feel, when to feel it. Popular movies manipulate you. Music tells you when it's a sad part and when it's a happy part. You're obliged to watch them at the speed the filmmaker has created for you. That, I think, is one of the reasons why they're so popular - because you don't have to think very hard. The filmmaker has done all the thinking for you.”

“Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”

“Every body is a book of blood;
Wherever we're opened, we're red.”

“[Horror fiction] shows us that the control we believe we have is purely illusory, and that every moment we teeter on chaos and oblivion.”

“Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love”

“No tears, please. It's a waste of good suffering.”

“It’s only when you’ve lost someone that you realize the nonsense of that
phrase “It’s a small world”. It isn’t. It’s a vast, devouring world, especially if you’re alone.”

“Here is a list of fearful things:
The jaws of sharks, a vulture's wings,
The rabid bite of the dog's of war,
The voice of one who went before.
But most of all the mirror's gaze,
which counts us out our numbered days.”

“Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.”

“To call you excrement would be an insult to the product of my bowels.”

“One man's pornography is another man's theology.”

“We burn so hard, but we shed so little light; it makes us crazy and sad.”

“Life is short,
and pleasures few,
and holed the ship,
and drowned the crew,
But O! But O!
How very blue
the sea is!”

“Writing about the unholy is one way of writing about what is sacred.”

“A man kills the thing he loves, and he must die a little himself.”

“Superman is, after all, an alien life form. He is simply the acceptable face of invading realities.”

“Often people who are wonderful with animals aren't always terribly good with human beings.”

“The sun rose like a stripper, keeping its glory well covered by cloud till it seemed there'd be no show at all.”

“She had opened a door… and now she was walking with demons. And at the end of her travels, she would have her revenge… Pain had made a sadist of her.”

“Three is the number of those who do holy work;

Two is the number of those who do lover's work;

One is the number of those who do perfect evil

Or perfect good.”

“I dreamt a limitless book,
A book unbound,
Its leaves scattered in fantastic abundance
On every line there was a new horizon drawn,
New heavens supposed;
New states, new souls.”

“…there’s nothing in the world more fun than doing something you’re good at.”

“Flesh could not keep its glamour, nor eyes their sheen. They would go to nothing soon. But monsters are forever.”

“Welcome to the worst nightmare of all, reality!”

“Words are sexier than flesh.”