Mind you, I cannot swear that my story is true. It may have been a dream; or worse, a symptom of some severe mental disorder. But I believe it is true. After all, how are...

The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on.

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

Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.

Funny how we take it for granted that we know all there is to know about another person, just because we see them frequently or because of some strong emotional tie.

We all go a little mad sometimes.

Magic–that’s just a label, you know. Completely meaningless. It wasn’t so very long ago that people were saying that electricity was magic.

I think perhaps all of us go a little crazy at times.

Horror is the removal of masks.

Norman Bates will never die…

The room was plainly but adequately furnished; she noted the shower stall in the bathroom beyond. Actually, she would have preferred a tub, but this would do.