If you go too far in fantasy and break the string of logic, and become nonsensical, someone will surely remind you of your dereliction....Pound for pound, fantasy makes a tougher opponent for the creative person. Richard Matheson More Quotes by Richard Matheson More Quotes From Richard Matheson How quickly one accepts the incredible if only one sees it enough. Richard Matheson incredibles accepting enough What would a Mohammedan vampire do if faced with a cross? Richard Matheson vampire ifs crosses Our world is in profound danger. Mankind must establish a set of positive values with which to secure its own survival. Richard Matheson our-world survival profound There we will, I pray, remain and learn and grow until the time when we will rise together to the ultimate heights, changing in appearance but never in devotion, sharing the transcendent glory of our love through all eternity. Richard Matheson our-love height together He pretended it was the only thing that kept him from it. But, far back in his mind, he wondered if he could write anything. Often the question threw itself at him when he was least expecting it. You have four hours every morning, the statement would rise like a menacing wraith. You have time to write many thousands of words. Why don't you? And the answer was always lost in a tangle of becauses and wells and endless reasons that he clung to like a drowning man at straws. Richard Matheson writing morning men A man could get used to anything if he had to. Richard Matheson used ifs men Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend. Richard Matheson entering circles forever Not only did I rediscover every experience of my life, I had to live each unfulfilled desire as well—as though they’d been fulfilled. I saw that what transpires in the mind is just as real as any flesh and blood occurrence. What had only been imagination in life, now became tangible, each fantasy a full reality. I lived them all—while, at the same time, standing to the side, a witness to their, often, intimate squalor. A witness cursed with total objectivity. Richard Matheson objectivity real blood In a typical desperation for quick answers, easily understood, people had turned to primitive worship as the solution. With less than success. Not only had they died as quickly as the rest of the people, but they had died with terror in their hearts, with a mortal dread flowing in their very veins. Richard Matheson veins heart people Now when I die, I shall only be dead. Richard Matheson dies I could never write about strange kingdoms. I could never do Harry Potter or anything like that. Even when I did science-fiction, I didnt write about foreign planets and distant futures. I certainly never did fantasies about trolls living under bridges. Richard Matheson bridges writing fiction Quiet is here and all in me. ("Dress of White Silk") Richard Matheson white dresses quiet I felt puny and absurd, a ludicrous midget. Easy enough to talk of soul and spirit and existential worth, but not when you're three feet tall. Richard Matheson essentials soul feet Because there was only one thing worse than dying. And that was knowing you were going to die. And where. And how. (“Death Ship”) Richard Matheson ships dying knowing Heaven would never be heaven without you. Richard Matheson without-you heaven I don't believe terror and horror are just vicarious pleasures. I think it routes itself in your mind. It can affect your mind. Look at what's going on in the America today. The violence is just awful and I think a lot of has to do with what they are showing on the movies and television. Richard Matheson believe america thinking In a world of monotonous horror there could be no salvation in wild dreaming. Horror he had adjusted to. But monotony was the greater obstacle, and he realized it now, understood it at long last. And understanding it seemed to give him a sort of quiet peace, a sense of having spread all the cards on his mental table, examined them, and settled conclusively on the desired hand. Richard Matheson dream long hands A surfeiting of terror soon made terror a cliché. Richard Matheson terror made And, before science had caught up with the legend, the legend had swallowed science and everything. Richard Matheson legends caught-up caught The vampire was real. It was only that his true story had never been told. Richard Matheson vampire real stories