Clive Barker

A book of revelations. A seamless tapestry of erotic passion, thwarted ambition and mythic horror. Clive Barker takes us on a voyage to worlds beyond our knowledge, but within our grasp.

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Elescia Jones

“I count the years I had with her as the best of my life. But of course the best can't go on forever, can they, or how are they the best?” He drank again. 

But he knew he'd yearn for England sooner or later, and a yearning man could be cruel.

"He's determined to hold on till spring. One more spring, he keeps saying. He never gave a fuck about crocuses till now." Clem smiled. "You know what's wonderful?" he said. "I’ve fallen in love with him all over again." 

“And now I'm going to lose him, just when I realize what he means to me. You won't make that mistake, will you?" 

"That's because we're the more tragic of the sexes," Chester returned. "God, woman, can't you see how we 

"Is there any particular reason, or is it just free-form suffering?”

"We're all sealed up," Klein said. "Nothing can get in." 

," Klein interrupted, pronouncing the word with a drunken ripeness. "Oh, you bitch about it, but you love it. Go on admit it. You love it.”

“So all men really want is to get fucked, is that it?" Jude said. "Or are you just talking personally?"

This brought a ripple of laughter from those who'd given up their chitchat to watch the fireworks.

"Not literally," Klein spat back."You're not listening to me."

“I’m listening. You're just not making any sense." 

"No, listen!" Klein said, teeth clenched. "Im telling God's honest fucking truth here. Why do you think men invented the church, huh? Huh?" 

His bombast had infuriated Jude to the point where she refused to reply. He went on, unperturbed, talking pedantically, as if to a slow student. 

"Men invented the church so they could bleed for Christ. So they could be entered by the Holy Spirit. So they could be saved from being sealed up.”

Bedrooms were only ever this hot for sickness or love…for the sweating out of obsession or contagion. It didn’t always work, of course, in either case, but at least in love failure had its satisfactions.

Despite his intent, tears sprang to his eyes, and he went into her embrace, both of them sobbing freely, like enemies joined by a common loss or lovers about to be parted. Or else souls who could not remember whether they were lovers or enemies and were weeping at their own confusion.

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