Paranormal Thriller Quotes

She played me with a bad hand, and I fell for it every time.

You shouldn’t have done that, Dave.

‘There’s no time for right or wrong, ’ I said.

I wanted to see the bullet coming, wanted to know the exact moment of my death.

This guy was a humorless bag of nothing but.

I like to think she hates my guts a little less every hour.

People talk about survival. What they mean is killing the other guy.

There’s no better way for a woman to punish a man than to make him sleep away from her.

This place is Hell’s waiting room.

I thought if I loved you enough I could change you. I was so stupid.

What I learned in this tragedy was the eternal lesson of good people going bad.

We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us. That’s it.

You can’t get the blood out.

I am who I am and always shall be.

What is your secret? What could you possibly know, more than 80 years after you death, that someone doesn't want us to find out?

Drive. He’s already dead.

Her voice was small and distant, like she’d already left the room.

During our time together in this place Holly didn’t outright avoid me or treat me rudely. But she wasn’t—how do women like to put it? She wasn’t emotionally available to me.

I knew then I was going to die in the street without ever seeing Holly again. All because I tried to help an old woman, proving for all eternity that no good deed goes unpunished.

‘Eighth one this week, ’ he said.

For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.

I heard them tearing at it. It was the sound of mortality.

I don’t know how these things died without benefit of a bullet to the brain pan. They seemed to exist in an eternal twilight of longing.

‘Can’t you see what they are?’ I said. ‘They’re all dead.’

Even now I can’t describe the fear that contaminated my blood like black ink.

But I was still determined to protect her. It might be the one good thing I would ever do in my life. I wondered if God would even notice.

My eyes meet his and I understand exactly what he's saying. He's my person. He's my home.

Did you ever think it won’t be the undead who kill us, but ordinary people?

I felt a lunatic’s laugh welling up inside me.

I was a spectator who had gotten free admission to a freak show.

I’m not a bad person.

It’s not about winning, it’s about doing what’s right. And yes, we will do what’s right.

When I lifted up the skin, a fat kidney worm dripping with gore raised its bald, blind head and glared at me.

Sal turned, an eye stalk hanging from his teeth.

She gave herself a hard twist and fell into a sitting position, staring at me with those maggot-filled doll’s eyes.

Smiling, he handed Landry the bloody aluminum bat Warnick had used. ‘Time to die, old man, ’ he said.