Name: Millennium
Genre: drama television series, crime television series, horror fiction, thriller television series
Cast: Lance Henriksen, Megan Gallagher, Klea Scott, Terry O'Quinn, Brittany Tiplady

God doesn't move us by telling us the facts. He moves us by pains and contradictions. He's given me a lack of understanding: not answers, but questions. An invitation to marvel.

Alex Ventoux

An upturned black pointed hat holds an amber-coloured marble and a sprig of lavender on dark-green fabric. — Original artwork

If it was 500 years ago, you'd have been burned as a witch.

Bob Bletcher

What do you see?

Bob Bletcher

He's a damn saint.

Detective Giebelhouse

Someone pulled a John Wayne Bobbit, post mortem.

Detective

All I ask is that I go before my daughter.

Frank Black

A small glass jar with dark contents sits beneath a yellow-lit arched window in a dark wall. — Original artwork

I'm having these nightmares, visions, that are the manifestation of pure evil.

Frank Black

I’m not depressed. Just quiet.

Frank Black

Two mismatched teacups sit together on a small wooden tray against a warm cream background. — Original artwork

Will we always be together?

Jordan Black

Bright confetti tops a mound of smooth gray pebbles against a pale gray background. — Original artwork

I humbly add my own prophecy of what the dawn of the new millennium shall bring forth: one thousand years of the same old crap.

Jose Chung

A small desk and chair beneath a glowing lamp, with paper, a pen and a dark coat hanging beside them against deep blue. — Original artwork

Unlike profiling serial killers, writing is a lonely and depressing profession.

Jose Chung

A brass compass and a small pale moth sit beneath a glass bell jar against deep blue. — Original artwork

St. Augustine said that miracles are not contrary to nature, only what we know about nature.

Peter Watts

A pink piggy bank sits beside a silver fork standing upright in a patch of moss. — Original artwork

I smell bacon, I smell pork. Run little piggy, I got a fork.

Polaroid Stalker

An iron key on a plum velvet cushion with a tiny brass bell hanging above it against a deep green background. — Original artwork

We must respect evil, and we must make evil respect us.

The Old Man

A clear glass sphere sitting on folded grey cloth. — Original artwork

I feel nothing. There's nothing inside. None of this is real.

Tom Black

A small pale bird with an open beak stands beneath a glass bell jar on a dark blue base. — Original artwork

Do you know what it’s like to scream in silence three hundred and sixty five days of the year?

William Gary