Ya Horror Quotes
I had a million different dreams but none of them was stronger than the rest. In the end they probably would have paralyzed me.
We're supposed to love flowers, yet we rip them from their homes, and give them to people who don't love us."-Toril Withers (Dark Winter).
She was lost now, she'd been silenced- another dead branch on Cordova's warped tree.
With a ring around the rosaryAnd a pocket full of crossesAshes to ashesThey'll all fall down
There was nothing but power, and those who hadn't yet found the tap. (Greachin)
Their faces were contorted with a horror only known to those who have silenced their consciences.
They want to be stimulated. They want to read something that can get under their skin and hang out there for a while.
Self-confidence is usually little more than wishful thinking in a thigh-high pair of Come F*ck Me boots.
The heart's the trouble. It knows the monster but remembers the love.
Any writer of horror needs to at least have a good, solid love of the genre. Also, good horror writers need to have a slightly twisted sense of humor. Without humor, horror just isn’t as good.
The landscape had been so maimed by this new kind of warfare it was as if human architects of great genius had sat down to plan hell, since no two of them could agree on the design of heaven.
This is my one last call and lullaby for this eternity. All of my medicine.
Jo's whimper rose slightly but the scream she yearned for wouldn't materialise. Instead, as she looked at her hand, she began to make a gurgling, gagging noise, more animal than human.
There was something delightfully intimate about the relationship between predator and prey.
Terry loved candlelight dinners and red wine. It was a nice contrast from work.And killing people.
He was a strange mix of Heinrich Himmler and Barney the Dinosaur.
A word can change a mind, a sentence can change a life and a book can change the world.
He who fears being watched from the abysswill be unable to look into it himself.The truth can only be obtained by pressing forward.
I wanted to explore this idea that the bogey man in the closet is scary, but being a mother is scarier.
My name is Patricia Lauren Bordeaux, and I, like my creator before me, am a very lonely vampire.
His voice was oily and slick as it poured from his mouth like liquid acid, threatening to hook onto the woman's hair like a fishing hook and drag her back to death.
With heightened senses it remained motionless and looked through bulbous eyes. It could taste fear in the air. Pheromones. Sweat. Food was near, but more importantly, so was its new home.
Bodies lay strewn all around. Turkish and Wallachian warriors caught up in the intimate indiscriminate embrace of death.
Do not wander in the deeps, Where the Shriker's shadow creeps.When he rises from beneath, Beware the Sharpness of his teeth.
Goodreads.com is actually about fiction not dreading goo. But I have a profile there, anyway...
What is a monster? Something that grows hair all over and howls? Could be. But the real monster is within, and when it comes out, it’s as fugly as you see it, or as it lets you see it.
If there's one thing Robert had learned in three weeks at Lovecraft Middle School, it's that nothing was impossible.
The book the snowman was the best book I have ever read it had suspence durring the whole book it was AWSOME!!!
Violet carved her hate into her flesh one name at a time.
I tried to say something cool, wound up stammering something like, “WANNA YOU WANNA WEENIE ME?” The end kind of trailed off in a shrill, choking warble.
I'm sixteen with what I hope will be a long life ahead, but I'm willing to give it up, to give anything to let her live, to let her make it through the night.
She had gone through the veil and returned to Earth. But the veil only opens one way.
It was the kind of scream that would be in a horror movie right before someone got chopped up into little bitty pieces.
I don't know where we are, but we'll soon find our way home!" Le avventure di Pinocchio
This is another dream, isn't it?""Perceive it as you like. I've been trying to tell you things, but you're allowing the dark things-him-to invade your thoughts and feelings.
There are some beliefs and places in this city that are incomprehensible to some-hell-to most, and it's best to leave them alone.
