Horror Quotes

Never forget that time is the most valuable thing we can spend, so don't throw it away!

The sun will always rise, but we may never know

What's a jagoff?" Stich asked."It's like a jerkoff, except it's you, " Kat said.

I am, like you, travelling along a road of absolute uncertainty and chaos. The only truth is that one day, we will all reach the end.

They will find whatever button will make you dance, and dance you will, no matter how hideous the tune.

By necessity practical and by philosophy stern, these folk were not beautiful in their sins.

Ben knew that no matter how far you run, you're still yourself when you get there.

I always said I acted like a twelve-year old, so I decided to write like a twelve-year old.

No child should have to see all that I have seen

You will never be pretty enough, skinny enough, smart enough, successful enough, or famous enough for the media

Well, yeah, you listen to a talking snake and there's gonna be trouble.

In his house at R’lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

You have done well so far, my magnificent creature. Soon you will be with me.

This isn’t how things were supposed to happen. I was supposed to be me. Not this.

Humankind is but the pieces in a game, plastic soldiers waging war between boy gods.

Horror symbol of domination and equation removal. You put stuff then remove them… then again, the same goes by and for the characters.

Such a shovel, it seemed a waste not to use it.

What one thinks finds expression in words, and what one says, happens.

The precautions of nervous people re infectious, and persons of a like temperament are pretty sure, after a time, to imitate them.

But curiosity is a restless and unscrupulous passion, and no one girl can endure, with patience, that hers should be baffled by another.

The ever-present macabre, a universal dance, You cannot hide, whether you wield crossbow or lance. Like the bones of the house in which you dwell, Death will come, to drag your soul to hell.

It was in that small lack of movement that Poet could see true horror. A mirror held up to the human race and how it can be manipulated. Ruined.

We're going to have such fun, you and I.

She counted each second, each moment of life stolen from her, moving her closer to death.

A young man is afraid of his demon and pulls his hand over the demon's mouth sometimes and speaks for him.

I love waking up to the sound of babies laughing. Unless it is at 1 am and you live alone...

This world is wrong. We have to correct it.

Please... Don't make me a murderer.

Even if it's a life in shackles, if you have somebody who accepts you for what you really are, how reassuring would that be?

I don't know if ghouls are allowed to live either. But there has to be a reason we exist.

What's tragic isn't that we can't retaliate...What's truly tragic is......being consumed with vengeance and not being able to live your life.

If I'd been born a ghoul, I think I would've killed people. I just happened to be born a human. That's the only reason why I'm allowed to live a moral life.

Of course real horror does not depend upon the melodrama of shadows or even the conspiracies of night.

The day had begun like any other ordinary day for Barnabas Crackle. That is to say, as extra-ordinarily as his days typically began, which were the usual for our faithful protagonist.

Something this rare... Nobody can have him but me...

I’m supposed to feel like it’s such a great apartment, but I don’t. It’s the right price, there are no bugs and it’s got a great view, but it’s the lair of Satan...--Nil Caveat

The cold feel of the leather...Peeking at the world from my other eye...It was strangely exciting...

The girl lives in a beautiful dollhouse made of stone', I wrote one time in my dairy when I was young, my handwriting shaky but sure. 'But beneath her shining plastic smile, there are only screams'.

The girl lives in a beautiful dollhouse made of stone, I wrote one time in my diary when I was young, my handwriting shaky but sure. But underneath her shining plastic smile, there are only screams.

There's no place for someone who can't decide between being one or the other.

I'm not the protagonist of a novel or anything...I'm just a normal college student who likes to read...But...If I were to write a book with me as tge main character...It would be......A tragedy.

I'm not the protagonist of a novel or anything...I'm just a normal college student who likes to read...But...If I were to write a book with me as the main character...It would be......A tragedy.

Tormented by an unworldly hunger, yet not knowing how to satisfy it.

We can't crush evil with morals. We are justice. We are morality.

People never think of a child as being a monster, because if they did, they would never be able to sleep at night. Children are where lies peoples hopes, dreams, innocence... Not where lies murder.

For a moment, she thought it natural in a way seeing a plane fall from the sky can seem natural, too. The horror comes later.

Humans are thought to be at the top of the food chain...But there are beings who hunt them as food.These monsters who feed on the dead flesh of humans.They are called......Ghouls.

Being insulted by a smart-mouthed little punk like you.. really pisses me off!

I'll tell you right now, a ghoul's hunger is true hell.

There's only one way to satisfy a ghoul's hunger.