Charles L. Grant Quotes

United States, Novelist
September 12, 1942 – September, 15, 2006.

Charles Lewis Grant was an American novelist and short story writer specializing in what he called "dark fantasy" and "quiet horror." He also wrote under the pseudonyms of Geoffrey Marsh, Lionel Fenn, Simon Lake, Felicia Andrews, and Deborah Lewis.

Also known as Short Story Writer

The cover was pebbled black leather, the pages onionskin, and he opened it carefully. It was his first Bible, the one his mother had given him, the one that had taken its time showing him what he was supposed to do with his life, his size, that voice of his. It was the one used for his ordination, and when he had buried his mother on a autumn hillside in Tennesee five years ago. King James. He didn't care about the scholars or the accuracy or the bringing of his church into whatever century they claimed it was these days; he cared about the poetry, and about the comfort it brought to those who needed to hear it.

Charles L. Grant
- Poetry
- Bible
- First
If all the world's a stage and all the people players, who in bloody hell hired the director?

Charles L. Grant
- People
- World
- Stage