Frases de Clive Barker

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“Eu não sabia o que estava a perder', disse Harvey.
'Ah…', disse Hood, suavemente 'mas não é sempre assim que as coisas se passam? Há coisas que nos deslizam pelos dedos e só quando se vão embora é que nos arrependemos. Mas aquilo que se vai embora não volta, Harvey Swick!”

“Aqui está uma lista de coisas assustadoras: as mandíbulas dos tubarões, as asas de um abutre, a mordida raivosa dos cachorros de guerra, a voz de quem foi antes. Mas, acima de tudo, o olhar do espelho, que nos conta os dias numerados.”

“you must be careful with kindness. It's usually mistaken for weakness by stupid people.”

“Evil, however powerful it seemed, could be undone by its own appetite.”

“Witch, do this for me,
Find me a moon
made of longing.
Then cut it sliver thin,
and having cut it,
hang it high
above my beloved's house,
so that she may look up
tonight
and see it,
and seeing it, sigh for me
as I sigh for her,
moon or no moon.”

“We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.”

“Walk with care in dark places, and do not put your faith in anyone who promises you the forgiveness of the Lord or a certain place in Paradise.”

“Give me B movies or give me death!”

“She was a sea: and I had to swim in her.”

“Angels have very nasty tempers. Especially when they’re feeling righteous.”

“O little one,
My little one,
Come with me,
Your life is done.

Forget the future,
Forget the past.
Life is over:
Breathe your last.”

“The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.”

“Believe me, when I say;
There are no two powers
That command the soul.
One is God
The other is the tide.
-Anon
From the novel Abarat”

“Sung to the tune of O Christmas Tree

O woe is me,
O woe is me,
I used to have a hamster tree,
But it was eaten by a newt,
And now I have no cuddly fruit,
O woe is me,
O woe is me,
I used to have a hamster tree!”

“A soul of water a soul of stone.
A soul by name a soul unknown.
The hours unmake our flesh our bone.
The Soul is all and all alone!”

“She wanted nothing that he could offer her, except perhaps his absence.”

“Why'd you want to sing about sad things?" Candy had asked him.
"Because any fool can be happy," he'd said to her.
"It takes a man with real heart"
—he'd made a fist and laid it against his chest—
"to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”

“Have patience; the lovers will suffer lovers always suffer.”

“You'll learn, honey. Love can be the best thing in life. And it can be the worst. The absolute worst.”

“Mischief nodded. 'It's true,' he conceded. 'You're in the company of eight world-class thieves,' he said, not without a little touch of pride. 'Saints we are not.'
But then,' said Deaux-Deaux, 'who is?' he thought on this. 'Besides saints.”

“With the inevitability of a tongue returning to probe a painful tooth, we come back and back and back again to our fears, sitting to talk them over with the eagerness of a hungry man before a full and steaming plate.”

“I haven't even had a life I could call my own, and you're ready to slot me into the grand design. Well, I don't think I want to go. I want to be my own design.”

“All things are true. God's an Astronaut. Oz is Over the Rainbow, and Midian is where the monsters live." - Peloquin”

“Study nothing except in the knowledge that you already knew it. Worship nothing except in adoration of your true self. And fear nothing except in the certainty that you are your enemy's begetter and its only hope of healing.”

“To dream in isolation can be properly splendid to be sure; but to dream in company seems to me infinitely preferable.”

“There’s no conscious thing on the face of the world that doesn’t know dread more intimately than its own heartbeat.”

“So we make stories of our own, in fevered and envious imitation of our Maker, hoping that we'll tell, by chance, what God left untold. And finishing our tale, come to understand why we were born.”

“Perhaps sunlight had always been luminous, and doorways signs of greater passage than that of one room to another. But she’d not noticed it until now.”

“There are lives lived for love, and lives lived for art. We, happy band, have chosen the later persuasion.”

“She's… just a girl, you know. Like most girls: something and nothing.”

“Of all the rash and midnight promises made in the name of love, none, Boone now knew, was more certain to be broken than "I'll never leave you.”