“Ultimately the work has to command the podium. - David J. Schow” WorkCommandPodium Book:The Carnival and Other Stories Source: The Carnival and Other Stories
“He stopped and leaned against a pole and looked up at the deaf and swollen sky. It was a movement of dark shapes, a hurrying, a running. He closed his eyes. ("Hunger")” NightDarkSkyStorm Book:Shock! Source: Shock!
“A cold wind raced across the surrounding fields of wild grass, turning the land into a heaving dark-green ocean. It sighed up through the branches of cherry trees and rattled the thick leaves. Sometimes a cherry would break loose, tumble in the gale, fall and split, filling the night with its fragrance. The air was iron and loam and growth. He walked and tried to pull these things into his lungs, the silence and coolness of them. But someone was screaming, deep inside him. Someone was talking. ("Hunger")” NightWoodsStormForestOrchardCherry Book:Shock! Source: Shock!
“The city had grown, implacably, spreading its concrete and alloy fingers wider every day over the dark and feral country. Nothing could stop it. Mountains were stamped flat. Rivers were dammed off or drained or put elsewhere. The marshes were filled. The animals shot from the trees and then the trees cut down. And the big gray machines moved forward, gobbling up the jungle with their iron teeth, chewing it clean of its life and all its living things. Until it was no more. Leveled, smoothed as a highway is smoothed, its centuries choked beneath millions and millions of tons of hardened stone. The birth of a city... It had become the death of a world.” HorrorCityHorror FictionHorror AuthorsTwilight ZoneUrbanizationEcological Awareness Book:Perchance to Dream: Selected Stories Source: Perchance to Dream: Selected Stories
“A train thunders by late at night, you gaze idly at the dark rushing mass, you see a patch of light and within that patch of light, a face; in a wink of time it is gone - but, having seen it, you know it will never be gone, you know you will see that face in your dreams perhaps forever. Such is the insubstantial stuff of which fiction - or madness - is made.” LightMadnessTrainFace Book:The Carnival and Other Stories Source: The Carnival and Other Stories
“All the fantasy writers I know have a way of dwelling on their own fears and phobias. A writer spends his life being his own psychiatrist.” KnowsWayWritingFantasyDwellingPsychiatristPhobia Author:Charles Beaumont
“You know, there's a certain irony in the fact that our lives and perhaps the lives of everyone on Earth may depend on Captain Patterson's sex appeal.” KnowsMenMayFactsEarthCertainSexOur LivesDependsMen And WomenAppealsIronyCaptainsSex Appeal Author:Charles Beaumont
“I thought that beauty alone would satisfy, but the soul is gone. I can’t bear those empty, staring eyes.” I CanSoulEyeGoneBearsEmptyStaring Author:Charles Beaumont