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1 " There is no delight the equal of dread. As long as it's someone else's. "
― Clive Barker , Dread
2 " And Quaid knew, meeting the clown's vacant stare through an air turned bloody, thatthere was worse in the world than dread. Worse than death itself.There was pain without hope of healing. There was life that refused to end, long after themind had begged the body to cease. And worst, there were dreams come true. "
3 " There's no delight the equal of dread. "