William Peter Blatty
Born: 01-01-1928
William Peter Blatty was an American author and filmmaker best known for his chilling horror novel, "The Exorcist," which became a cultural phenomenon and was adapted into an iconic film. Born in 1928 in New York City, Blatty's career spanned writing, directing, and producing. He won an Academy Award for his screenplay adaptation of "The Exorcist" and continued to explore themes of faith and the supernatural in his works.
Book summaries for books written by William Peter Blatty
Quotes
Evil is the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is not like faith, or love that exist just as does light and heat. Evil is the result of man’s free will to reject God’s love. It is like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.
You have no idea how hard I've looked for a gift to bring You. Nothing seemed right. What's the point of bringing gold to the gold mine, or water to the ocean. Everything I came up with was like taking spices to the Orient. It's no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.
I think I've discovered the secret of life - you just hang around until you get used to it.
What does it mean if you try to remember someone and you can't?
He is the mind of God. He is all wisdom and all love -- like the sun.
He was the saddest man who ever lived. His sorrow was like the ancient hills -- the ones you can't see because they're below the surface of the earth.
The meaning of life is that it ends.
Do you know what the Devil is? I do. It's God as He appears in the mind of a man.
I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence. I think that all the violence is worse than all the silence.
There are four kinds of people in this world: cretins, fools, morons, and lunatics.
There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.
I believe there is a God. But He doesn't talk. He doesn't think. He doesn't do. He cannot love, or hate, or give, or deny. He is only the infinite silence of a dead man.