Quotes About Startle

BUNSEN!" shouted Shanker excitedly, making Strike jump.

That was the first growth, the heir of all my minutes, the victim of every ramification- more and more it grew green, and gave too much shelter. And now at my homecoming, the barked elms stand up like sticks along the street. I am a foot taller than when I left, and cannot see the dirt at my feet. Yet sometimes I catch my vague mind circling with a glazed eye for a name without a face, or a face without a name, and at every step, I startle them. They start up, dog-eared, bald as baby birds.

The thing that surprised

It's about surprise, really. If you can surprise them you don't have to hit them very hard.

That was a narrow escape!" said Alice, a good deal frightened at the sudden change, but very glad to find herself still in existence.

Lord, cat. Announce yourself next time. I don't have no nine lives.

Who dares disturb my roses? Why did I say that

and that's the blank unholy suprise of it.

this. Surprised

Eeeeeeeeekkkkkkkk!

If he didn't go away from here, he'd still have to be here," Debbie said. She gave a little screech. "Oh, no! Don't say things like that, Jeff! You scared me!" "You're the one who said it, not me." "Well, you made me think it!

Just when I finally found fifteen minutes for myself, the dead man came to the door.

I don't watch scary movies. Sometimes, even having to read the script and do an episode of 'Grimm,' I get a little tense because I know someone's going to jump out of somewhere.

I'm terrible at horror movies, by the way. I get scared so easily.

Surprise!-FitzChivalry

almost killed! And Larry, too! What's going on?" Her father hugged

No matter that you anticipate a thing; you get so used to it as part of the future that its actuality, its arrival, its force and presence, startles you, takes you by surprise, as would a ghost suddenly appearing in the room wearing familiar perfume and boots.

camel here is frightened by bad dreams in the

oh shit that's a SNAKE—

The service of philosophy, of speculative culture, towards the human spirit, is to rouse, to startle it to a life of constant and eager observation.

A bullet or two thudded into the soaked ground right next to me. My asshole froze, then jumped right up my throat as another round broke a branch by my left foot.

we heard a muffled boom

What the fish!

I let go and dropped on all fours... as quiet as a cat. Actually I landed on a cat. It screeched and howled then shot away. So much for stealth!