I studied Hitchcock a little bit at University and knew the famous story about the Birds - that he'd tortured Tippi for a day using real birds. I had no idea that it was a five-day onslaught and that it was the tip of an iceberg that carried on through to another film.

I am tortured when I am away from my family from my children. I am horribly guilt-ridden.

The Founding Fathers in their wisdom decided that children were an unnatural strain on parents. So they provided jails called schools equipped with tortures called an education.

As a reward for their efforts however those early Christians were beaten stoned to death thrown to the lions tortured and crucified. Every conceivable method was used to stop them from talking.

Not the torturer will scare me nor the body's final fall nor the barrels of death's rifles nor the shadows on the wall nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless unfeeling world.

Well to the people who pray for me to not only have an agonising death but then be reborn to have an agonising and horrible eternal life of torture I say 'Well good on you. See you there.'

Men do not accept their prophets and slay them but they love their martyrs and worship those whom they have tortured to death.

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.

There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities so absolutely terrifying that even man the fighter who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death will be appalled and so abandon war forever.

My imagination completely controls me and forever feeds the fire that burns with dark red light in my heart by bringing me the best dreams. I've always had a wild imagination a big heart and a tortured soul so I feel that dark fantasy love and horror are in my blood.