Horror Quotes
Horror can damage your brain" - HAHAHAHA the best joke ever heard (It was said by GreenHollyWood". I really don't believe in that in case I use them to relax!
The narrator, I think, must succeed in frightening himself before he can think of frightening his reader…
As Jess watched in numb horror, the man tore a page from the book and stuffed it into his mouth.
This was like watching murder. Defilement. And it was something worse than either of those things. Even among his family, black trade as they were, books were holy things.
It looks like to watch a film without little horror is like to eat a pizza without the extra stuff on it. Like the sauces!
What’s the old saying? Ah, I remember now. ‘Curiosity flayed the cat alive, ripped it apart limb from limb, and listened to it scream before it killed it.’ That’s the one.
Listen, listen with your eyes, and your lips.Listen with your skin, and your blood.Can you hear us, at the edges?
I can't believe that she's questioning the existence of magic when she's standing before me dead and talking.
You know what’s worse than burying your own child? Not burying your own child.
We're not in a fairytale story. This is not a movie. Scriptwriters don't write our fates. We do.
Every danger loses some of its terror once its causes are understood.
The cabin in the woods is to the American Gothic what the haunted castle is to the European - the seed from which everything else ultimately grows.
When we operate on the basis of the will to control, we are aware of only one kind of "evil": the failure of existence to conform to the plan we have for it.
Is is as if life or reality itself has had it in mind all along to unravel the very design i have been trying all along to impose on it.
What we work so hard to avoid is the shattering of our lives by horrors we know we will be helpless to control.
Be dangerous, darling, for the whole world rises and falls at your feet.
I have a present for you.” He raised his eye brows. “I don’t like your surprises.” “You’ll like this one. Close your eyes.
Velva’s face glowed in the streetlight. “Sir Sun, don’t you see? I am your violent violet. And you are mine.
Sometimes sanity just means the ability to recognize the end of the road when you reach it.
It was like a mask had been pulled away from his face, uncovering a monster hidden beneath his friendly façade.
Love is always worth the risks, even when, especially when, it scares you.
Velva wasn’t merely a rose among the thorns, the lily of the valleys, she was Empress amongst the stars and planet.
I snipped the cherries but left the banana.” She gave him a knowing look. “God, ” said Sir Sun. “No, not God. Me. I did it.” She pointed at herself.
Demons? No problem. Just find your local stalker psycho and ask the whistling dear head hanging above his fireplace how many licks on a toostie pop does it take to make a demon go away.
And then, standing there in my Godzilla t-shirt, her blonde hair combed to the side, she says, “Supergirls stand together.” I had to say the rest, “Supergirls stay together.
Underneath the Triple Tree there is a man who waits for me and should I go or should I stay my fate’s the same either way.
The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next.
When I awoke I was laying on the floor in a darkened room. The rope, like the very core of myself, had turned from snow white to a hot, unfamiliar red.
Lydia shrugged. "At least we'll have some stories to tell after graduation.""These aren't the kind of stories I want to tell.
