myownliteraryself
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.
Anonymous (via llamaramabingbang)
yeahwriters
If a writer like me has any value at all, then I think what I’m supposed to say are things that other people either don’t dare to say or find embarrassing. They say to themselves, “But if I say that, what will people think of me?”
That’s why I think most people see horror writers as depraved individuals who are strange, weird, a little bit creepy, probably unlovely, somebody who would be clammy to touch.
Most of the ones I know are big, hale and hearty, cheerful, outgoing, friendly people, and I think one of the reasons they are is that you have to have a certain confidence in yourself to be able to create a human monster.
Those are things that a lot of us keep locked in the closets of our minds and if we let them out, we let them out when there’s nobody around and our wives, husbands, or lovers are asleep.
Stephen King (via writingquotes)
latenightcornerstore

What a thing,
to be both starving and empty.
To ache for love—
to take the scraps from it’s table,
and yet, run sickly from the feast.

You can’t fathom why I’d
gobble your kisses but
duck your attention, please.
Understand—

Some of us have gone so long
hungry,
the idea of being full
feels worse
than the affliction.

LOVE DISORDERS AND OTHER OLD HEARTACHES, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)