Readers love fantasy, but we need horror. Smart horror. Truthful horror. Horror that helps us make sense of a cruelly senseless world.

Fantasy was always only a reality waiting to be switched on.

Terror is the desire to save your own ass, but horror is rooted in sympathy.

Already, though, she understood the difference between being a child and being an adult. The difference is when someone says he can keep the bad things away, a child believes him.

You loved me as hard as you knew how. I’d give anything to go back and love you better…

Jude did not flip them off and then drove for a few blocks feeling good about himself, proud of his restraint. His will, it was like iron.