457+ Best Scary Quotes to showing your personality - 2020

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Scary Quotes about Death

Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice.
Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice.
Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and caldron bubble.
Some teeth long for ripping, gleaming wet from black dog gums. So you keep your eyes closed at the end. You don’t want to see such a mouth up close. before the bite, before its oblivion in the goring of your soft parts, the speckled lips will curl back in a whinny of excitement. You just know it.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.
Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.
I laugh maniacally, then take a deep breath and touch my chest – expecting a heart to be thumping quickly, impatiently, but there’s nothing there, not even a beat.
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
Full circle. A new terror born in death, a new superstition entering the unassailable fortress of forever. I am legend.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
We ask only to be reassured About the noises in the cellar And the window that should not have been open.
There are horrors beyond life’s edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man’s evil prying calls them just within our range.
Last night I saw upon the stair, A little man who wasn’t there, He wasn’t there again today Oh, how I wish he’d go away…
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door…
Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells ’em off for a coupla stones.
Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells ’em off for a coupla stones.
I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.
Blood is really warm, it’s like drinking hot chocolate but with more screaming.
We all float down here… you’ll float too.
When there’s no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.
When there’s no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth.
Save your tears. I’ll reap your sorrow slowly. I have centuries to discover the things that make you whimper.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.
I see dead people.
When the Jews return to Zion And a comet rips the sky And the Holy Roman Empire rises, Then you and I must die. From the eternal sea he rises, Creating armies on either shore, Turning man against his brother Til man exists no more.
Sometimes dead is better.
Do you want to know why I use a knife? Guns are too quick. You can’t savor all the… little emotions.
Oh yes, there will be blood.
I met this six-year-old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes… the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply evil.
And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched.
And there appeared another wonder in heaven; and behold a great red dragon, having seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns upon his heads. And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth.
Samaria shall become desolate; for she hath rebelled against her God: they shall fall by the sword: their infants shall be dashed in pieces, and their women with child shall be ripped up.
And there shall be signs in the sun, and in the moon, and in the stars; and upon the earth distress of nations, with perplexity; the sea and the waves roaring; Men’s hearts failing them for fear, and for looking toward those things which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.
And out of the smoke locusts came down on the earth and were given power like that of scorpions of the earth; They were told not to harm the grass of the earth or any plant or tree, but only those people who did not have the seal of God on their foreheads; They were not allowed to kill them but only to torture them for five months. And the agony they suffered was like that of the sting of a scorpion when it strikes; During those days people will seek death but will not find it; they will long to die, but death will elude them.
And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we’re opened, we’re red.
No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand.
I am your number one fan.
Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells ’em off for a coupla stones.
It touched me to be trusted with something terrible.
There was something in her, something that was…pure horror. Everything you were supposed to watch out for. Heights, fire, shards of glass, snakes, Everything that his mom tried so hard to keep him safe from.
Just when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, you realize you’re standing on another trapdoor.
You didn’t hear what she told me when I got up — you’re so cute I could put you in a pie. Tell me that’s not the creepiest thing you’ve ever heard.” His voice climbed a few octaves, turning shrill and breathy. “Today for dessert, we have apple pie, blueberry pie and Ezekiel pie.
We ask only to be reassured/About the noises in the cellar/And the windows that should not have been open.
The world outside had its own rules, and those rules were not human.
We all need to look into the dark side of our nature..wo that is where the passion is..the energy.. It is part of who we are…do not fear it ..embrace it become whole….we are both darkness and light…..
The darkest of people can’t love anything.” And yet, I love my darkness, and making people suffer, more than anything. . . .
Some people are scared of certain people and not because of what they have done but because of what they are capable of.
Don’t judge someone by how they look, judge them by how many people they’ve harmed.
What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. . . HA HA! I’m kidding! That’s not what they really said. . . . .This is me everyday during school.
When someone hangs themself, to one person it could be bad but to another, it may just be a normal day in their life.
No one is either good or bad because it depends on which way a person looks at them.
Fly through the voids of darkness, as you hear the whispers of thousand cries.
The difference between us isn’t big, it’s simply that while you tamed your Demons. Mine tamed me.
I am a child born into the darkness of this crummy world.
Love is only complete when blessed by death.
Iam genius by birth but evil by choice
The act of taking from others is tantamount of evil. From the moment we are born, we are nothing but parasites. Life is nothing more than a succession of sins. Life is evil itself. I am concious that I’m evil. The same applies to all of you.
If life gives you lemons, squeeze them in your enemy’s eyes. Laugh as they cry in agony.
Sometimes right when i see that face, i want to die.
Do not let madness overcome you. Control it and use it to survive in this insane world.
All of us are sick.
It’s not a nice job I know and it doesn’t make me a good person. It makes me a monster, I will not try to deny this but sometimes to get things done you must make use of harsher methods, if none of you will do so, then I must. Though please try to give me a better solution, if you can then that’s what we shall do….if not….stay out of my way. Sometimes what you need is a monster.
In those final moments as reality collapsed around us, she looked at peace, no fear or anguish she just shone with that radiant shine that she always did, dignified and accepting. In those moments I think I finally understood, we had tried and I think that’s all that really mattered.
maybe it’s just mean but I don’t understand fear of death or sadness when someone dies, it happens to everyone, it’s a natural part of life and personally I couldn’t imagine a greater hell than immortality.
You become a changed person when you face the reaper and deny him your soul.
If he’s holding a gun, chances are he’s gonna run outta bullets; but if he’s holding a chainsaw…RUN!
Its my job to cause you pain, to show you life aint so fun and rosy all the time. don’t you get it? I’m not the enemy here..life is.
They say don’t wound what you can’t kill, well..where’s the fun in just killing you?..I love to wound and wound and wound,and just when you feel am gonna kill you..I’ll wound you again,.and then I’ll kill you.
she dances and sings in the light, she lurks in the shadows and she always gets her way.
My thoughts destroyed me more than blades ever could.
What is more painful than life its self????
Drop ink on the finest snow-white paper and it will inevitably absorb into black. Its purity demands it. Tainted men have immunities. Black does not absorb black…
Don’t judge me cause I’m quiet No one plans a murder out loud.
There’s no magic to be found in man’s self created nightmare.
There can be nothing more loving and caring then darkness as it unseens all that you are uncomfortable of, and embraces you completely.
we are slytherin saints, sons of venom, serpents of night.

Scary Quotes from the Bible

Again the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor.
And in Hades he (the rich man) lifted up his eyes, being in torment, and saw Abraham far away, and Lazarus in his bosom.
And thou shalt eat the fruit of thine own body, the flesh of thy sons and of thy daughters, which the LORD thy God hath given thee, in the siege, and in the straitness, wherewith thine enemies shall distress thee.
And ye shall overthrow their altars, and break their pillars, and burn their groves with fire; and ye shall hew down the graven images of their gods, and destroy the names of them out of that place.
Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?
Behold, I will corrupt your seed, and spread dung upon your faces, even the dung of your solemn feasts; and one shall take you away with it.
Behold, the Lord came with many thousands of His holy ones, to execute judgment upon all, and to convict all the ungodly of all their ungodly deeds which they have done in an ungodly way, and of all the harsh things which ungodly sinners have spoken against Him.
But Rabshakeh said unto them, Hath my master sent me to thy master, and to thee, to speak these words? hath he not sent me to the men which sit on the wall, that they may eat their own dung, and drink their own piss with you?
For six days, work is to be done, but the seventh day shall be your holy day, a Sabbath of rest to the LORD. Whoever does any work on it must be put to death.
For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles in one point, he has become guilty of all.
God is not a man, that he should lie, nor a son of man, that he should change his mind.
Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.
He made the Sea of cast metal, circular in shape, measuring ten cubits from rim to rim . . . It took a line of thirty cubits to measure around it.
I also gave them over to statutes that were not good and laws they could not live by; I let them become defiled through their gifts—the sacrifice of every firstborn—that I might fill them with horror so they would know that I am the LORD.
If a man beats his male or female slave with a rod and the slave dies as a direct result, he must be punished, but he is not to be punished if the slave gets up after a day or two, since the slave is his property.
If a man commits adultery with another man’s wife—with the wife of his neighbor—both the adulterer and the adulteress must be put to death.
If a man lies with a man as one lies with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They must be put to death.
If anyone curses his father or mother, he must be put to death.
If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life crippled, than, having your two hands, to go into hell, into the unquenchable fire.
If, however, the charge is true and no proof of the girl’s virginity can be found, she shall be brought to the door of her father’s house and there the men of her town shall stone her to death. She has done a disgraceful thing in Israel by being promiscuous while still in her father’s house.
No one has ever gone into heaven except the one who came from heaven—the Son of Man.
Samaria shall become desolate; for she hath rebelled against her God: they shall fall by the sword: their infants shall be dashed in pieces, and their women with child shall be ripped up.
Slaves, submit yourselves to your masters with all respect, not only to those who are good and considerate, but also to those who are harsh.
Submit yourselves for the Lord’s sake to every authority instituted among men.
There is none righteous, not even one; There is none who understands, There is none who seeks for God; All have turned aside, together they have become useless; There is none who does good, There is not even one.
Therefore I said to you that you will die in your sins; for unless you believe that I (Jesus) am He (the Messiah), you will die in your sins.
Throw out the worthless slave into the outer darkness; in that place there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
When the Lord your God brings you into the land you are entering to possess and drives out before you many nations . . . then you must destroy them totally. Make no treaty with them, and show them no mercy.
Ye shall utterly destroy all the places, wherein the nations which ye shall possess served their gods, upon the high mountains, and upon the hills, and under every green tree.
You may eat any animal that has a split hoof divided in two and that chews the cud. However, of those that chew the cud or that have a split hoof completely divided you may not eat the camel, the rabbit, or the coney.
You may eat any animal that has a split hoof divided in two and that chews the cud. However, of those that chew the cud or that have a split hoof completely divided you may not eat the camel, the rabbit, or the coney.
All flying insects that walk on all fours are to be detestable to you. There are, however, some winged creatures that walk on all fours that you may eat: those that have jointed legs for hopping on the ground. Of these you may eat any kind of locust, katydid, cricket or grasshopper.
Again the devil took him to a very high mountain and showed him all the kingdoms of the world and their splendor.
He made the Sea of cast metal, circular in shape, measuring ten cubits from rim to rim . . . It took a line of thirty cubits to measure around it.
By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
Silent phantoms of the night in their robes of ghostly white, they are always to be seen on the night of Halloween.
Tasty, tasty, beautiful fear.
I love getting scared. I find myself putting myself in situations like haunted houses or going to a haunted hospital for my birthday. Yes, I’ve actually done that.
If you commit a crime, you maybe have to be haunted.
It was a somber place, haunted by old jokes and lost laughter. Life, as I discovered, holds no more wretched occupation than trying to make the English laugh.
I must go in. The fog is rising.
I’m every nightmare you’ve ever had. I’m your worst dream come true. I’m everything you ever were afraid of.
The next scream you hear may be your own.
Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead.
He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.
As they were walking along and talking together, suddenly a chariot of fire and horses of fire appeared and separated the two of them, and Elijah went up to heaven in a whirlwind.
No one has ever gone into heaven except the one who came from heaven—the Son of Man.
God is not a man, that he should lie, nor a son of man, that he should change his mind.
Then the Lord relented and did not bring on his people the disaster he had threatened.
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith . . . not by works.
What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save him? . . . Faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.
Behold, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to everyone according to what he has done.
Let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your father in heaven.
Be careful not to do your ‘acts of righteousness’ before men, to be seen by them.
What terrified me will terrify others; and I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow.
I’ve walked on a lot of battlefields. Most of them are not haunted.
When I was a kid, my favorite movies were the George Pal version of ‘War Of The Worlds,’ ‘Them,’ and ‘Invasion of the Body Snatchers.’ Those movies were scary! They haunted my nightmares for years, so when I started writing, I wanted to write a story that was just as big and just as scary.
I always wanted to live in a haunted house.
We British and Americans have never been conquered and occupied by the Germans, or forced to make the choice between defiance and collaboration, or haunted by the choices, evasions and moral ambiguities that only a defeated and occupied country can feel.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.
Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.
So Jacob called the place Peniel, saying, “It is because I saw God face to face, and my life was preserved.”
The Lord would speak to Moses face to face, as a man speaks with his friend.
No one has ever seen God.
If I testify about myself, my testimony is not valid.
Even if I testify on my own behalf, my testimony is valid.

Scary Quotes about Life

Heroes need monsters to establish their heroic credentials. You need something scary to overcome.
It’s still scary every time I go back to the past. Each morning, my heart catches. When I get there, I remember how the light was, where the draft was coming from, what odors were in the air. When I write, I get all the weeping out.
I listen to music all day every day. I can’t not listen to music. It’s kind of scary how much I listen to music, but it’s what I love, and it’s all I care about, so I’m good with it.
It’s really scary or it’s easy to generate fear around an idea or around an -ism when you don’t provide any substance to it.
The Bible tells us to be perfect. This is likely a scary thought for many people. It used to scare me. I didn’t think I could ever get there, no matter how hard I tried.
The only advantage to being a middle-aged man is that when you put on a jacket and tie, you’re the Scary Dad. Never mind that no one has had an actually scary dad since 1966. The visceral fear remains.
We do stigmatise teens a lot and see them as scary and alien.
When you’re going into an employment environment that looks pretty scary, it is easy to lose your moral compass, your decency, your sense of civility and your sense of community.
The fact is, in the minds of many, Trayvon Martin received the appropriate punishment for a true crime: He was black, male and dared to walk outside. In life, young Trayvon was just a teenager; in death, he has been transformed into a scary, lurking, suspicious, prone-to-violence spook.
I cap myself when I shop; I don’t like to spend extravagant amounts on clothes. But, I do get lent clothes for events, it’s scary to wear something so expensive, but I feel really pampered.
Self-awareness is value-free. It isn’t scary. It doesn’t imply that you will subject yourself to needless pain.
Love is a really scary thing, and you never know what’s going to happen. It’s one of the most beautiful things in life, but it’s one of the most terrifying. It’s worth the fear because you have more knowledge, experience, you learn from people, and you have memories.
A good writer should be able to write comedic work that made you laugh, and scary stuff that made you scared, and fantasy or science fiction that imbued you with a sense of wonder, and mainstream journalism that gave you clear and concise information in a way that you wanted it.
Acting still rings my bell as much as it did in high school. Plus, I can now indulge my interests as a producer as well. My work is more fun than fun but, best of all, it’s still very scary. You are always walking some kind of high wire.
I was born on a full moon. Both my children were born on full moons, too. Some people say that’s scary. It is what it is, man, I don’t be trippin’. I couldn’t tell God when I wanted to be born.
It’s very scary having something wrong with your head.
Morgan Freeman is so class. He’s so cool. He’s so scary.
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’
Things are never quite as scary when you’ve got a best friend.
Stuff that’s hidden and murky and ambiguous is scary because you don’t know what it does.
The trouble with blaming powerless people is that although it’s not nearly as scary as blaming the powerful, it does miss the point. Poor people do not shut down factories… Poor people didn’t decide to use ‘contract employees’ because they cost less and don’t get any benefits.
Please know that being 80 is not a scary thing. When you’re 80, your life is much freer.
If what you do is being threatened as a profession, that could be scary. But that’s the same reason why I walked out on stage many times after receiving death threats. I couldn’t live without doing what I wanted to do. So at the same time I have to be willing to die for it.
Being a comedian is an incredible thing, but it can be scary sometimes.
People don’t want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messed cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.
The real world has become too scary for a lot of people to be with – all the time.
I generally don’t climb something if it makes me feel fear. The beauty of soloing is that there’s no pressure – no one’s telling me to do it. So if something seems scary, I don’t have any obligation to do it. I can prepare further or just walk away entirely.
My dad took me out to see a meteor shower when I was a little kid, and it was scary for me because he woke me up in the middle of the night. My heart was beating; I didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wouldn’t tell me, and he put me in the car and we went off, and I saw all these people lying on blankets, looking up at the sky.
Throughout my life, I have always believed in love; I’ve always put my heart in love. But I’ve seen fear take people so often. It’s very scary.
The world might be a very scary place if it were only run by Virgos.
When you’re onstage and you know you’re bombing, that’s very, very scary. Because you know you gotta keep going – you’re bombing, but you can’t stop.
There’s something dangerous about what’s funny. Jarring and disconcerting. There is a connection between funny and scary.
When you’re onstage and you know you’re bombing, that’s very, very scary. Because you know you gotta keep going – you’re bombing, but you can’t stop. And you know that half an hour from now, you’re still gonna be bombing. It takes a thick skin.
A lot of the time I hate the theater. You think, ‘I have to climb Mount Everest, again, tonight.’ Oh, the theater is a scary place to be.
All adventures, especially into new territory, are scary.
I remember that coming to America was scary for me because everything here is just bigger, better, shinier, you know?
I was scared many times on Everest, but this is all part of the challenge. When I fell down a crevasse, it was pretty scary.
And I love a scary movie. It makes your toes curl and it’s not you going through it.
The thought that so many people get their news from social media really is scary.
I know that if I wasn’t scared, something’s wrong, because the thrill is what’s scary.
There’s a scary moment when you realise you’re no longer the youngest person in the room. Especially if you’ve been a successful young person. That’s followed, of course, by the realisation that you’re actually the oldest person in the room.
Bernard Hopkins? He fights scary dirty. I mean, he did what he had to do in his career.
When I was eight, I would look at the cover of the ‘Ghost Rider’ comic book in my little home in Long Beach, California, and I couldn’t get my head around how something that scary could also be good. To me it was my first philosophical awakening – ‘How is this possible, this duality?’
Courage and willingness to just go for it, whether it is a conversation or a spontaneous trip or trying new things that are scary – it is a really attractive quality.
Women are so powerful they’re scary, and the incentive to squash this has been going on for so long that some of us actually believe we’re subordinate.
The behind-the-scenes kind of process at TV, especially live television – that was super scary, but I think it’s made me more comfortable now. If I ever have to go on live TV, I at least remember what it was like when I was 16.
I don’t think me walking away from modeling was scary for me. In hindsight, I think it was very risky, when you talk about risk. Because it paid the bills.
You have two pages, that’s the whole credit card agreement. The terms are clear and flat and easy to see so anyone can read them. So you could lay four credit cards in front of you and say, ‘Oh, that’s the one that has the highest rate, that’s the one that has the really scary provision that could hurt me.’
I’m misrepresented as a scary person. I’m not. It’s all about my size and my eyebrows.
The world is a scary place. Even my mother has suggested I take a self defense class.
From middle school to the first year of high school, I went to a school in Miami that seemed like a private country club. The whole cheerleader, football player, clique-y thing there was terrifying. Those people were so scary. They’re the scariest kinds of people because they are idolized by their peers.
I was never a big networker, but I was a spin doctor, all those shock shows, that’s how I got my first backers. But fashion’s a scary industry to be in, especially if you’ve not grown up with it.
eally, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.
Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever.
People should either be caressed or crushed. If you do them minor damage they will get their revenge; but if you cripple them there is nothing they can do. If you need to injure someone, do it in such a way that you do not have to fear their vengeance.
People Die…Beauty Fades…Love Changes…And You Will Always Be Alone
This inhuman place makes human monsters.
Here is a list of terrible things,The jaws of sharks, a vultures wings The rabid bite of the dogs of war, The voice of one who went before, But most of all the mirror’s gaze,Which counts us out our numbered days.
Oh, but you must travel through those woods again and again… said a shadow at the window… and you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time…
But the wolf… the wolf only needs enough luck to find you once.
it always sound scarier when a hollerer talk soft.
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees.
I started to realize how many great things could happen by confronting the things that scare you most.
If you watch a scary movie together, then the scariness is cut in half!
She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain, a bright fire on a cold winter’s day, and now she could be dead because she had tried to save the man she loved.
Just remember,” he told her. “If you run from me, I will pursue.
You don’t think I could bring myself to mark your lovely skin? I’ll take my knife to you, if that’s the case. I’ll carve my name in your breast so that every beat of your heart will remind you that you are mine—and mine alone. Because blood is binding, and because I would rather see you destroyed than see you free or in the possession of another, so I suggest you not try me, or you will suffer as no earthly creature has.” He slammed her back against the wall. “Or ever will. But that is a suggestion, and one you are free to disregard at your own peril. But you are are going to answer my question.
Within its gates I heard the sound Of winds in cypress caverns caught Of huddling tress that moaned, and sought to whisper what their roots had found.
Don’t let the rain drive you to the wrong shelter; the shade can turn out to be your protector and also your destroyer, and sometimes the rain is the perfect protector from the rain.
But, though I was very much in lust with him, I knew from the start we were nothing like “forever.” Maybe because forever is such a scary place.
photograph of something they want to forget. We can build a wall of happy Kodak moments around ourselves, a wall of our Christmases, birthdays, baby showers and weddings, but we can never forget that celluloid film is see-through, that behind it, all the misery of real life waits for our wall to collapse someday.
Mandy would much rather have imaginary friends who were real than real friends who were imaginary.
It’s scary telling someone you care about, someone you love who you really are.
You’re like a half-tamed creature, still shy of the bridle. ‘Except you enthrall me, never shall be free.’ But freedom is an illusion, anyway.
I’m telling you, the gorgeous of the world can actually look pretty intimidating when they scowl. Imagine a snow-white swan with a scary tattoo holding a chain saw. There’s just no way to really prepare for that.
We’re all hunters in my family, you know. Deer, ducks…damsels.
Sometimes the things in our heads are far worse than anything they could put in books or on film!
ventually see what isn’t there.
So what, ghosts can’t hurt you. That’s what I thought then.
Bodies lay in the sun. Bodies stood in the sun.

Scary Quotes for Halloween

Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out contagion to this world.
My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open.
It’s said that All Hallow’s Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin — and whether you believe in such things or not, those roaming spirits probably believe in you, or at least acknowledge your existence, considering that it used to be their own. Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.
I heard one cry in the night, and I heard one laugh afterwards. If I cannot forget that, I shall not be able to sleep again.
But I love Halloween, and I love that feeling: the cold air, the spooky dangers lurking around the corner.
The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.
In our town, Halloween was terrifying and thrilling, and there was a whiff of homicide. We’d travel by foot in the dark for miles, collecting candy, watching out for adults who seemed too eager to give us treats.
Tis the night — the night of the grave’s delight, and the warlocks are at their play; Ye think that without the wild winds shout, but no, it is they — it is they.
At first cock-crow the ghosts must go back to their quiet graves below.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallow’s Eve…. And on this fatal night, at this witching time, the starless sky laments black and unmoving. The somber hues of an ominous, dark forest are suddenly illuminated under the emerging face of the full moon.
Listen to them — the children of the night. What music they make.
It was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a farrier, and one a moorland farmer, who all tell the same story of this dreadful apparition, exactly corresponding to the hell-hound of the legend. I assure you that there is a reign of terror in the district, and that it is a hardy man who will cross the moor at night.
Hark! Hark to the wind! ‘Tis the night, they say, when all souls come back from the far away — the dead, forgotten this many a day!
On Halloween, the parents sent their kids out looking like me.
A grandmother pretends she doesn’t know who you are on Halloween.
Halloween is one of my favorite days of the year. I have a strict rule: I don’t work on Halloween and I won’t travel on Halloween. Not for any reason.
There’s so many kids who only know me from the video game. And they want to know if I’m home – and if I have a video game I can give them on Halloween. And sometimes they’re surprised to learn there actually is a ‘Madden.’
The worst thing about Halloween is, of course, candy corn. It’s unbelievable to me. Candy corn is the only candy in the history of America that’s never been advertised. And there’s a reason. All of the candy corn that was ever made was made in 1911. And so, since nobody eats that stuff, every year there’s a ton of it left over.
Charlie Brown is the one person I identify with. C.B. is such a loser. He wasn’t even the star of his own Halloween special.
I definitely do not like Halloween. I don’t like masks, creepy clowns, dark things, goblins or witches. They’re not just my thing.
Halloween is all about being bold, daring, and creative! You get to be someone else for the night thanks to makeup and a costume. I pretty much do that on the daily, so I am not that big on Halloween, but I do appreciate a good costume and some incredible makeup.
I’m cool with people dressing up as Eleven for Halloween. I definitely want to open my door and give them candy.
I love scary movies. I like blood and gore, and I love Halloween movies.
If human beings had genuine courage, they’d wear their costumes every day of the year, not just on Halloween.
On Halloween, because we don’t celebrate it, my dad would drive me somewhere, anywhere different. Like Little Italy in New York to walk around and teach me all about the food and culture.
I hate Halloween. I hate dressing up. I hate – I wear wigs, makeup, costumes every day. Halloween is like, my least favorite holiday.
This Halloween, the most popular mask is the Arnold Schwarzenegger mask. And the best part? With a mouth full of candy you will sound just like him.
I was in the sixth grade and living in Germany, when I was hanging out late with some friends. I turned around, and there’s a dude dressed up as Michael Myers following us all the way home. It was the scariest thing ever, and it always reminds me of Halloween. In my mind, I was so young, so I really thought it was Mike Myers following me home.
All the competitors knew the importance of Halloween Havoc. It was the WCW equivalent to SummerSlam.
The elaborate sets and the theme of Halloween Havoc as a whole is what I think really caught the attention of the fans. Add in the explosive contests we had every year at the event, and it was definitely the perfect precursor to Starrcade.
I had some great matches with ‘Macho Man,’ but the one at Halloween Havoc in 1997 was intense, and Havoc was the perfect venue for a Last Man Standing Match.
I love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving. I love Christmas. I love New Year’s.
On Halloween, don’t you know back when you were little, your mom tells you don’t eat any candy until she checks it? I used to be so tempted to eat my candy on the way to other people’s houses. That used to be such a tease.
I’m such a horror geek, comic geek and action figure geek. I’m inspired by so much – from Hunter S. Thompson and Quentin Tarantino to ‘The Dark Knight’ and ‘Halloween’. Just show me something that doesn’t suck, and I’m happy.
For Halloween, I’ve gone trick-or-treating as Mary Poppins, Peter Pan, and Robin Hood.
I was Mary Poppins for Halloween when I was 3, with lipstick and a carpetbag. And I was Dorothy in ‘The Wizard of Oz’ in a production in my dad’s barn.
Acting is like a Halloween mask that you put on.
We used to go around tipping outhouses over, or turning over corn shocks on Halloween. Anything to be mean.
There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
I’m a really big fan of all things macabre in general; Halloween happens to be my favorite holiday.
Halloween is my favorite holiday. It’s like my Christmas.
For many different reasons, my number one favorite horror movie is ‘Halloween II.’ I love the way it’s shot, and I love the way the synthesizer sounds on the score.
I love the spirit of Halloween and the energy that comes with it.
I don’t really dress up for Halloween.
I would love if gay men responded to me. All I want is for many gay men to dress up as me for Halloween.
I see my face in the mirror and go, ‘I’m a Halloween costume? That’s what they think of me?’
I remember, as a kid, wearing the Batman costume for Halloween and feeling empowered by that as a kid.
You look at Cheney, Rumsfeld, Karl Rove, and Bush – if you saw them on Halloween, they wouldn’t need a costume. You’d give them a treat and compliment them on what great-looking demons they were. They are demons. There’s no doubt about it.
I’m a big fan of the first one, but one of the first horror films I ever saw on my own was ‘Halloween II.’ That was my first real experience of Halloween as a concept because in Sweden in the Eighties, we didn’t celebrate Halloween.
I don’t remember that I ever really went all out to come up with a costume or a persona that could compete with everyone around me. I didn’t know what to do. I found Halloween scary for just that fact – it meant that I had pressure to get up and be scary, makeup and all that. That was pretty horrifying for me.
Studio 54 made Halloween in Hollywood look like a PTA meeting.
I refuse to dress ‘hot’ for Halloween, ’cause I always have to have makeup and hair and look cute for my job. So on Halloween, I either go gory or weird or funny.
If I wasn’t even famous or had any success, I would still wake up and put tons of make-up on, and put on a cool outfit. That’s always been who I’ve been my whole life, so that’s never gonna change. I love fashion. I love getting dressed up. I love Halloween, too.
Being in a band you can wear whatever you want – it’s like an excuse for Halloween every day.
I love, love, love, Halloween. I love dressing up – I think it’s rad!
I dressed up as a veterinarian for a Halloween costume party. I had the lab coat. I got a couple of stuffed animals for patients and put bandages on them.
Halloween isn’t the only time for ghosts and ghost stories. In Victorian Britain, spooky winter’s tales were part of the Christmas season, often told after dinner, over port or coffee.
Many cultures believe that on a certain day – Halloween, the Irish Samhain Eve, Mexico’s ‘Dia de los Muertos’ – the veil between this world and the next is especially thin.
I love that in celebrating Halloween, we can get lost in the magic of make-believe and fantasy no matter what age we are!
Halloween simply has a special feel about it. School is back, everyone is settled into their routines following summer, and there is pumpkin spice everywhere.
Halloween is one of my favourite times of the year.
Growing up, I remember planning for Halloween months in advance. It was, after all, my chance to be creative, artsy, original, and to just have fun!
As a kid, I liked the ‘Halloween’ movies and ‘Nightmare On Elm Street’ and all that kind of stuff. But as an adult, I really don’t watch much horror, to be honest.
I wanted to – any chance I had to dress up as a boy, like Halloween, I would be a pirate or a ghost that wore a tie. A hobo.
In Halloween, I viewed the characters as simply normal teenagers. Laurie, Jamie Lee’s character, was shy and somewhat repressed. And Michael Myers, the killer, is definitely repressed. They have certain similarities.
I made a decision back in 1978 that, in a trade off for money when I directed Halloween, I would have my name above the title in order to basically brand these movies my own.
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It’s close to midnight, something evil’s lurking from the dark. Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Whatever you do… don’t fall asleep.
The time’s come to play, here in my garden of shadows.
Men say that in this midnight hour, the disembodied have power.
I see dead people.
When there’s no more room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth.
What an excellent day for an exorcism.
If you are reading this, then you are blissfully unaware what is creeping up behind you.
When black cats prowl and pumpkins gleam, may luck be yours on Halloween
Darkness falls across the land / The midnight hour is close at hand / Creatures crawl in search of blood / To terrorize y’all’s neighborhood / And whomsoever shall be found / Without the soul for getting down / Must stand and face the hounds of hell / And rot inside a corpse’s shell.

Scary Quotes for Haunted House

house that tries to be haunted.
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn’t feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn’t escape you and I didn’t want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you.
If we can forgive what has been done to us . . .If we can forgive what we’ve done to others . . .If we can leave all of our stories behind. Our being villians or victims.Only then can we maybe rescue the world. But we still sit here, waiting to be saved. While we’re still victims, hoping to be discovered while we suffer. Chuck Palahniuk, Haunted.
So you’re gone and i’m haunted And i bet you are just fine Did i make it that easy to walk Right in and out of my life.
Over the course of my life I’ve been to lots of places. Shadowed places where things have gone wrong. Sinister places where things still are. I always hate the sunlit towns, full of newly built developments with double-car garages in shades of pale eggshell, surrounded by green lawns and dotted with laughing children. Those towns aren’t any less haunted than the others. They’re just better liars.
We’re all of us haunted and haunting.
To live is to be haunted.
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse and worse.
Warrior, when you pledge yourself to the service of a High Priestess, the goal is not to frighten her to death but to protect your lady from death.
Well, hi, CeeCee,” I said. “Hi, Adam. Nice of you two to drop by. Ever heard of knocking?”
“Oh, please,” CeeCee said. “Why? Because we might interrupt you and your precious Jesse?” Jesse, upon hearing this, raised his eyebrows. Way up.
There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust.
Jesse, this is Craig. Craig, Jesse. You two should get along. Jesse’s dead,too.
She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. She has the mysterious solitude of ambiguous states; she hovers in a no-man’s land between life and death, sleeping and waking.
Adam gave me a scandalized look. “Fraternizing with the enemy!” he cried. “For shame, wench!
Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn’t dream.
A scene should be selected by the writer for haunted-ness-of-mind interest.
If you’re not haunted by something, as by a dream, a vision, or a memory, which are involuntary, you’re not interested or even involved.
If the living are haunted by the dead, then the dead are haunted by their own mistakes.
Are you a pirate?
To be haunted is to glimpse a truth that might best be hidden.
That’s the last time I put you in charge of the tequila when we’re making margaritas
Since you can’t touch me, you made something that could, didn’t you?” I said. “Yes.” My world slowed and I closed my eyes. “I am going yo give you my heart noe,” I whispered. “Please don’t break it again.
And yet is not mankind itself, pushing on its blind way, driven by a dream of its greatness and its power upon the dark paths of excessive cruelty and of excessive devotion. And what is the pursuit of truth, after all?
Cuando nos morimos, esas son las historias que siguen en nuestro labios. Las historias que solamente les contamos a desconocidos, en algún lugar íntimo de la celda acolchada de la medianoche. Esas historias importantes que nos pasamos años ensayando mentalmente pero que nunca contamos. Esas historias son fantasmas, que traen a la gente de vuelta de entre los muertos. Solamente un momento. De visita. Cada historia es un fantasma.
She had said he had been driven away from her by a dream,–and there was no answer one could make her–there seemed to be no forgiveness for such a transgression. And yet is not mankind itself, pushing on its blind way, driven by a dream of its greatness and its power upon the dark paths of excessive cruelty and of excessive devotion. And what is the pursuit of truth, after all?
A month ago, Gavin had given his employer four weeks’ notice. “I’ll get a job around here,” he’d told her. “Something low-stress, part-time, maybe. We’re not paying rent, and Dad’s left us plenty. You should quit, too.” A year earlier this news would have filled her with delicious, full fat, chocolate-coated joy. But now, after a grueling routine of shitty work, shitty- weird home life in a house where the shadow of a dead boy walked more solidly than the grownups, shitty headaches, shitty worry about a husband who couldn’t keep his dick out of other women, the golden offer just weirded Laine out. She didn’t trust it.
I began to doubt that I would ever know the truth of what transpired, or who those people really were. But all that changed one rainy August afternoon, when I was surprised by a dead man who had answers.
This is glorious!’ I cried, and then i looked at the sinner by my side. He sat with his head sunk on his breast and said ‘Yes’, without raising his eyes, as if afraid to see writ large on the clear sky of the offing the reproach of his romantic conscience.
Because she—you hear her—she’s calling,and is always going to call, and it’s better both of us die by the dagger without anyone seeing us, Orestes, and die a fit death.
Alone in my room, I don’t feel alone. It’s as if I have two shadows instead of one, and this second shadow doesn’t conform to my movements. It follows me, it gives the impression it will never leave me, but it does what it wants. I worry that in time I will do what it wants.
The void is a spectral realm; not even nothing can be free of ghosts.
So I’m up the ghostie creek without an EMF meter.
I dream the scent of my mother’s lipstick has come back to haunt me— like an oil pastel marking my dreary, dramatic heart.
As she opened it, Latra jumped out from the side, ripping at Aijayy’s face, blood pouring out, some running into her mouth. Her death became a certainty in her mind, and she abandoned herself to it, dropping to the ground, everything going fuzzy. Latra jumped at her like an animal possessed, high in the air, falling. Benshi Phased through the ceiling, grabbing the chandelier on his way down and landing on top of Latra. The sorceress rose up, holding Benshi by the throat. He looked surprisingly calm.
The evil spirits persecute the innocents and their loved ones become more hurt.
Ghosts don’t stay buried when they’re laced in gold.
I think we all have a dark side if we’re truly honest with ourselves. If we don’t acknowledge it then it’s just a predator waiting to attack in the darkest moments.
I used to think the secret to a happy ending was to bring down the curtain at the exact right time.
It was past eight on a Friday night, so calling the Homeward to speak to Dr. Casbus was out of the question. The head nurse would never bother him this late.
A sly idea struck me. Just because I couldn’t call the doctor, didn’t mean I couldn’t go see him in person. I’d gone to the Homeward at night before. On those nights when I’d been afraid for my mother, afraid she’d be scared, or missing me, or they would be hurting her with their treatments.
The head nurse, Mrs. Huds didn’t like it, but Casbus always showed up to save me from her lecture on rules. He didn’t let me have a room to stay in—it wasn’t the Holiday Inn, but he’d let me stay long enough to dial down my fears a notch or two.
To those who are haunted by their sensual potential, love is not enough.
‪Make no mistake. The genes we’re born with carry memory. They carry knowledge we’ve never learned, talents we’ve never studied, even fear of things that have never frightened us. but someone, in some time out of mind, had these memories. Yes, you might say that all of us are haunted. You might very well say that.‬
Your smell won’t let me sleep, this is how dead men haunt their murderer’s dreams.
To think of them and memories with – on days with mood dimmed by some traumatic spell of a haunting quite residual – is to have the brain become a cell and trapped inside there is only the music of the surly sullen bell.
experiencing this much fear made it impossible to continue to be afraid of ending relationships with people that were unhealthy- as if there was no more room inside me to be afraid. The fear made me stronger.
What role were we playing? The ghosts or the haunted?
Sometimes it takes more courage to believe in what you can’t see.” she said quietly, and then looked into his dark blue eyes. “Because anyone can believe in what’s already been proven”.
The point is when you’re involved with the paranormal, don’t be surprised when the paranormal gets involved with you.
Death never plays by the rules. And I think that’s why we, as mortal beings, fear it so much. Not because it’s an inevitability, but because it’s so unpredictable. We all know it’s coming for us. We can just never be sure exactly when.
And isn’t it better to be haunted by ghosts of the living rather than the dead?
Yes, this was a haunted place. He had read about certain materials absorbing the sounds of their surroundings like divots in a vinyl recording, and now, as the sun started to dip below the horizon, this concept chilled him more than the creeping cold. Put a needle to the mortar of these walls and listen to the screams. His own would be among them.
He’s dead, but he still chases me. He wrote fear into my mind with ink fashioned from his own blood. His words are stamped upon the shadows, gnats swarming about my shoulders.
I can’t be free of this place, this haunted torture chamber echoing with thousands of years of blighted history. I can paint the walls, but I can’t scrape the malice from the mortar. I can burn the curtains, but the blood splattered upon them only transitions to ash that stains the hearth.
You’re off the bed again,” he growled at me, in a deep sexy tone that went right to the ache between my thighs that had been growing since he’d knocked on my door.
“It’s your fault,” I told him, leaning back to look in his eyes. “I can’t keep my hands off of you. I don’t want to. I’ve waited forever to touch you like this.
There was a sort of grey dripping figure that kept trying to rise up in my mind and which I ruthlessly violently banished.
He haunted my heart, silently. Like a murmur, and a shadow; that could only be heard by myself. Alone, in a dark room.
Our shadows still walk these streets. Like ghosts, they haunt our every move.
Darkness lingered in those blue eyes, like ghosts haunted him despite only the two of them standing in this cabin.
He was so big he made my sofa seem more like a loveseat. He was so at ease with himself and his body that I found it hard to reconcile him with the awkward teenager that had stolen my heart. He was so fucking beautiful, it took my breath away.
You make me crazy in all the best ways, woman. You always have. I’m only me when I’m with you.
Have you come to return my pussy?” I shook my head, sure the reception must be bad.“Huh?” “My cat. You stole my cat yesterday. Have you come to return him?
98% of reported hauntings have a natural and mundane explanation … it is the other 2% that have interested me for over 40 years.
No one stays haunted by a person they’re not still in love with.
It waited for her. Standing resolute in the moonlight, it had stood for a hundred years. Yet it waited just for her. Shadows passed across the moon, a cool breeze ruffled the leaves around it. Yet still it waited for her. Ancient tombs glowed in shimmery moonlight,row upon row of cold silent witnesses.
When we feel haunted, it is the pull of our own home we’re experiencing, but a more upsetting possibility is that the past has become homeless, and we are offering it a place to inhabit in the present.
It’s scary how you can be haunted by someone who is still alive.
Since her time in the necromancer’s clutches, she was still recovering lost memories from the quicksand of her mind. They’d drop like nuclear bombs, freezing her at the worst time as visuals which should’ve stayed forever buried bubbled to the surface.
Despite the way she rallied, the haunted look in her eyes was enough to break him, as lost and lonely as an abandoned child’s.
He stroked her back and kept a fierce grip on her like she’d fade away into one of the thousands of ghosts in this cemetery.
The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
A lot of the problems I had with fame I was bringing on myself. A lot of self-loathing, a lot of woe-is-me. Now I’m learning to see the positive side of things, instead of, like, ‘I can’t go to Kmart. I can’t take my kids to the haunted house.’
I’m pretty sure my house in Florida is haunted! He’s a nice ghost though.
I remember, May 1944: I was 15-and-a-half, and I was thrown into a haunted universe where the story of the human adventure seemed to swing irrevocably between horror and malediction.
You will never succeed while smarting under the drudgery of your occupation, if you are constantly haunted with the idea that you could succeed better in something else.
When I first saw ‘House on Haunted Hill’ as a kid in Baltimore, and the skeleton went out on the wire, and the thousand kids in the audience went crazy… My whole life, I’ve tried to at least equal that cinema anarchy. I came close with the end of ‘Pink Flamingos,’ but I didn’t tie with it.
Dreaming men are haunted men.

Scary Quotes for Instagram Captain

Magic is really very simple, all you’ve got to do is want something and then let yourself have it.
It’s all just a bunch of hocus pocus!
I am the pumpkin king!
‘Insidious 2’ is a direct continuation of the first movie. We literally pick up from where we left off at the end of the first film. And whereas the first movie is a twist on the haunted house genre, the second movie is a twist on the classic domestic thriller.
Being normal is vastly overrated.
It’s a full moon tonight. That’s when all the weirdos are out.
Wanna play?
I’m a ghost with the most, babe.
It’s Halloween; everyone’s entitled to one good scare.
I am beautiful. Boys will LOVE me!
Have you come to sing pumpkin carols?
It’s showtime.
Use iodized salt to ward off witches, zombies, and old boyfriends.
We’ve all got both light and dark inside us…
I’m a mouse, duh.
I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
Oh look, another glorious morning. It makes me SICK!
I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey.
There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!
The true symbolism of every facet of ‘Guernica’ can only be guessed at, but we do know that it haunted Picasso.
High school is a haunted house in April, when seniors act up because the end is near. Even those who hate school sometimes cling to the devil they know. And for the kids who love it, the goodbyes are hard to think about.
I’ve always dreamed of having a year-round haunted house.
For ‘Prometheus,’ I came back to a very simple question that haunted me that appears in the first ‘Alien,’ and no one answered in subsequent Alien films: who was the ‘Space Jockey’ – the big guy in the seat? If you really go into that, it becomes the basis for a pretty interesting story.
I like haunted things.
I’ve shot films in locations that have seemed haunted. I shot a film in a maximum-security prison in Russia. Part of it was on a psychiatric ward – there were definitely some creepy vibes there.
You better work, witch.
Have a spooktacular night.
Ghostest with the mostest.
Just witchful thinking.
There are two things that have always haunted me: the brutality of the European traders and the stories I’ve heard about Africans selling other Africans into slavery.
I’m not afraid of werewolves or vampires or haunted hotels, I’m afraid of what real human beings to do other real human beings.
I don’t want them to read what I’m writing and say, ‘I think that’s right,’ and agree with me. I want them to read something and then walk away and be haunted by it.
I’m definitely not for any haunted houses. They’re all scary to me.
My dear sir, it haunted me for the rest of my life.
I am one of the haunted.
People tell me I look mournful. They say, ‘Cheer up, Dan, it’s not that bad!’ Sometimes I just look into space, which freaks people out. If I was ever required to do anything other than look haunted, I could. I’m a happy person.
We suffer primarily not from our vices or our weaknesses, but from our illusions. We are haunted, not by reality, but by those images we have put in their place.
Demons are a ghouls best friend.
Bugs and hisses.
The ghostess with the mostest.
Too cute to spook.
I’m here for the boos.
I still go to Disneyland as much as I can. The Haunted Mansion is my favorite ride.
I don’t believe my house was haunted. I think I had an overactive imagination, and I was so convinced that those around me became convinced, too.
When I go to Afghanistan, I realize I’ve been spared, due to a random genetic lottery, by being born to people who had the means to get out. Every time I go to Afghanistan I am haunted by that.
A lot of the time, I write in the third person, but I’m mostly describing my own ordeals. When those unsettled struggles prey on your mind, you become haunted. To get free, you must defeat your ghosts.
I said something really stupid once. I told a friend that my mother was so beautiful, but my dad was ugly. My dad heard it and just laughed it off, but I felt guilty. It haunted me for years. I should never have said that.
I was adopting an Ethiopian child, that’s not true. My house was haunted, that wasn’t true. God, there’s been so many rumours.
I was born into an Irish Catholic family in the New York area in this great, wonderful, and safe country, but the Holocaust has always haunted me, and it has long stood as a stumbling block to faith. How could such a thing be? How is that consistent with the concept of a loving God?
I can’t be held responsible for stolen candy.
Happy Halloween, witches!
Witch way to the candy?
‘Blackbird’ is the only one I’ve ever wanted to redo. It just haunted me, this play. There was a sense of unfinished business because at the time we did it at Manhattan Theatre Club, there was real momentum to move it to Broadway.
When I was a little kid, I wrote this play about all these characters living in a haunted house. There was a witch who lived there, and a mummy. When they were all hassling him, this guy who bought the house – I can’t believe I remember this – he said to them, ‘Who’s paying the mortgage on this haunted house?’ I thought that was really funny.
I get an incredible thrill and satisfaction from seeing somebody with Apple’s tell-tale white earbuds. But I’m constantly haunted by thoughts of, is it good enough? Is there any way we could have made it better?
‘I can’t get no satisfaction,’ in political terms, has haunted Hungarian politics for 20 years.
Between the theme parks and the movies, the Disney iconography was probably the first set of archetypes that I was exposed to. Walt was able to expose me as a child to the full array of emotions, including fear and sorrow. Those movies and attractions haunted my dreams and made a deep impression on me as a child.
Having a boo-tiful night.
This is where the magic happens.
Be witched!
Trick or treat yo’self!
Jeans and sneakers are definitely best for the haunted house. They usually won’t let you in with a mask, even. It makes sense. They need to be able to tell who the rubes are. And, sneakers are good because the ground’s uneven, and you’re running and falling and stepping on the slower of your friends.
You have to want the haunted house to scare you. It completely steals your money to go through with one of those people who shrug it all off, who touch the monsters’ faces to show they’re fake.
People shouldn’t go broke making a haunted house. Or, we should pay for our enjoyment, definitely.
When we shoot ‘Scrubs’ I spend every waking hour of my life in an abandoned and haunted hospital. All I can date there are ghosts and they tend to be horrible snugglers.
America is haunted by an apparition steeped in slavery, and I wanted to remind everyone that, ‘Yo, we’ve got to handle this.’
With the boo crew.
If the broom fits, fly it.
I don’t putt face-on exclusively, but in the back on my mind I’m haunted by the notion that I’m sure it’s the best way to putt.
Man, your head is haunted; you have wheels in your head! You imagine great things, and depict to yourself a whole world of gods that has an existence for you, a spirit-realm to which you suppose yourself to be called, an ideal that beckons to you. You have a fixed idea!
Race is something that’s always haunted American policing.
The negative effects of greedy politicians have haunted the north-east for years; it’s very apparent.
I want to speak seventeen languages. When you think like that, you’ll be consumed by failure. I’m haunted daily by what I don’t know.
Cutest pumpkin in the patch.
Swish swish, witch.
Too gourd to be true.

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