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"I always do an all-night horror marathon on Saturdays where we start at seven and go until five in the morning."
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"I don't think Pulp Fiction is hard to watch at all."
Fiction
"I'm not a Hollywood basher because enough good movies come out of the Hollywood system every year to justify its existence, without any apologies."
Movies
"A writer should have this little voice inside of you saying, Tell the truth. Reveal a few secrets here."
Truth
"Novelists have always had complete freedom to pretty much tell their story any way they saw fit. And that's what I'm trying to do."
Freedom
"I'm a historian in my own mind."
Mind
"I've always wanted to work with Warren Beatty."
Work
"I want to have the fun of doing anime and I love anime, but I can't do storyboards because I can't really draw and that's what they live and die on."
Love
"I was kind of excited about going to jail the first time and I learnt some great dialogue."
Time
"Reservoir Dogs is a small film, and part of its charm was that it was a small film. I'd probably make it for $3 million now so I'd have more breathing room."
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"I wasn't trying to top Pulp Fiction with Jackie Brown. I wanted to go underneath it and make a more modest character study movie."
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"He never thought he was right. The horror of all that had died under his will had become mundane to him. You see, the first horror is the horror itself. The real horror for him was accepting it as necessary."
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"I looked back at some of my earlier published stories with genuine horror and remorse. I got thinking, How many extant copies might there be, who owns them, and do they keep their doors locked?"
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"Well, don't tell Steve Niles but I just don't think horror works in comics."
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"It was one of those things they keep in a jar in the tent of a sideshow on the outskirts of a little, drowsy town. One of those pale things drifting in alcohol plasma, forever dreaming and circling, with its peeled, dead eyes staring out at you and never seeing you. It went with the noiselessness of late night, and only the crickets chirping, the frogs sobbing off in the moist swampland. One of those things in a big jar that makes your stomach jump as it does when you see a preserved arm in a laboratory vat."
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"All right. Here's the deal, bigshot: suck my cock. Do that and I'll let you go. Straight trade."He unzipped his fly and pulled down the elastic front of his shorts. Something that looked like a dead whitesnake fell out. Johnny observed the thin stream of blood driz-zling from it without surprise. The cop was bleeding from every other orifice, wasn't he?"Speaking in the literature sense," the cop said, grinning, "this particular blowjob is going to be a little more Anne Rice than Armistead Maupin. I suggest you follow Queen Victoria's advice - close your eyes and think of strawberry shortcake."
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"I discovered news of old horrors in old books; read intelligence of old atrocities in old periodicals; always in the back of my mind, every day a bit louder, I heard the seashell drone of some growing, coalescing force; I seemed to smell the bitter ozone aroma of lightings-to-come."
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"The image is horrible, I somehow couldn't get out, probably weakness of my character if you ask me... or who knows??But after all the story could go like father rapes his son or daughter which are babys which will mean age somewhere 1,2... but after all there isn't a lot of to be saw this can be heard on the news and it will be difficult to build great drama... but so far I could try this to do!"
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"The teeth!-the teeth!-they were here, and there, and everywhere, and visibly and palpably before me; long, narrow, and excessively white, with the pale lips writhing about them, as in the very moment of their first terrible development."
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"He stood in rain and the storm, watching a demon with his face standing and laughing at him on a chariot run by drunk horses. The storm threw dust into his eyes, while the demon unleashed the horses one after the other at him."
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"Although I've said a million times that I'm not a horror writer, I do like horror."
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