Stephen R. Donaldson Quotes

O witches, O misery, O hate, to you has my treasure been entrusted! I contrived to purge my mind of all human hope. On all joy, to strangle it, I pounced with the strength of a wild beast. I called to the plagues to smother me in blood, in sand, misfortune was my God.

Nature is the worst terrorist you can imagine.

This is the war I fear.

Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.

Terrorism is a horrible thing that is the great threat to civilization on our planet.

If human beings were shown what they're really like, they'd either kill one another as vermin, or hang themselves.

Revenge is barren of itself: it is the dreadful food it feeds on; its delight is murder, and its end is despair.

Hell is indefinite.

In that way lies madness.

People are dangerous when they have nothing to lose.

Death at times seems like a dark tunnel to be traveled, and the future seems bleak.

I am thinking,’ he remarked quietly, ’whether I shall add to the disorder in this room, by scattering your brains about the fireplace.

Is it eradicating evil? Or are we like children, left alone in the house at night, who light candle after candle to keep away the darkness. We don't see that the darkness has a purpose — though we may not understand it — and so, in our terror, we end up burning down the house!

O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else? And shall I couple Hell?

Well the planet I've got a chance to visit is Earth, and Earth's principal features are chaos and war. I think I'd be a fool to spend years here and never have a look.

Though woman needs the protection of one man against his whole sex, in pioneer life, in threading her way through a lonely forest, on the highway, or in the streets of the metropolis on a dark night, she sometimes needs, too, the protection of all men against this one.

Cursing themselves in ragged dreamsfire has singed the edges of,they know a slow dying the fields have come to terms with.Shimmering fans work against the heat& smell of gunpowder, making moneyfloat from hand to hand. The next momenta rocket pushes a white fistthrough night sky, & they scatter like birds& fall into the shape their liveshave become.

The barbarians come out at night.

You can't start a fire Worrying 'bout your little world falling apart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark

Seriously, if I switched on the TV and they were showing live footage of an army of fire-breathing pterodactyls machine-gunning people to death on the streets of London right outside my door, I'd be horrified, but not entirely surprised, nor any more scared than I already am. I'd probably just shrug and wait for them to smash the door down. We're so screwed, I don't even know what to worry about first.

The dark covers me and I cannot run now.

As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better." "Or worse," said Liraz. "Yes," he conceded. "Usually worse." Hazael cut in. "My sister, Sunshine, and my brother, Light. You two should rally the ranks. You'll have us killing ourselves by morning.

The world is on fire! And you are laughing? You are deep in the dark. Will you not ask for a light?

What's one more meaningless act of violence on that zoo of a planet? It would be appropriate. When in Rome; burn it.