Quotes About Shock

Things seemed to consist not of wood and stone but of some grandiose and infinitely tender immorality that, the moment it came in contact with him, turned into a deep moral shock.

He now knew that war was not at all like culling deer, and the last one, with the man so close, had been the worst. The shock on the enemy's face as the arrow halted his run would haunt him always. Robert Reid – White Light Red Fire

Christ on a bike. -- Lola Sugarman

The applicant was taken aback by that question.

not true—it's not, gasped Rilla. The thing would be—ridiculous, said Gertrude Oliver—and then she laughed horribly. Susan

Holy shit, somebody muttered in the dark. A virgin, sputtered another. I didn't know they still made them. He just did.

One serial killer sends me a human head in a box, and I get all spooked; Go figure.

If I wasn't dead already, I'd said I was having a heart attack.

Memphis and I both looked at Olaf, as if he'd spoken in tongues. I think neither of us had expected anything useful from the corpse fondling. Damn.

Falling does not cover the speed and abruptness of being thrown from less than ten feet high.

There is a frozen moment after a really good shot to the face. A moment of shock, or paralysis where all you can do is blink.

looking about as pleased as if I'd just announced that I had tested positive for syphilis.

I'm fighting the shock of having a guest in my room. I almost kick her out because it's going to hurt too much when my room is empty again.

I said "shit" in front of the church ladies

The opposite of sad is down's syndrome.

It was sad when Sid Vicious died... I was freaked out when Phil Lynott died from Thin Lizzy. I cried. It was too crazy.

A day ago, the sight of a man removing his face would have blown thick chunks of Aiden's mind out the back of his head, but not today. Today Aiden was fresh out of shock and running low on wonder.

It's--my God--like you stretched a tarp across a stadium to turn it into a giant tom-tom and crashed a 747 into it.

I didn't know it would be black," she murmured with a little smile. Horror flooded his face. "Oh, Christ!

Nelson had a face like Brian Clough getting sodomised with a pineapple.

I did not know this word, "lynching," but when I asked Jade Moon about it she explained, "As I understand, it refers to a custom in the American South, where white men may punish the darker peoples with impunity by hanging them from trees. I was speechless. How could such barbarity exist in a land of freedom like America? What country was this, in which I had been living all these years?

I found it very difficult to feel easy around the guy, even once I'd got used to the shock of his presence. It's a strange feeling...the first time you meet him your brain wants to scream, blow a fuse and shut itself down immediately, refusing to accept that he exists. This lasts for a couple of minutes, at which time he's still there and hasn't gone away, and in the end you just accept him because he's standing there and talking to you and after a while it almost seems normal. Almost.

If you hear any screaming," he said "that'll be me.

Where is the fault? Is it believing that the people you love are immortal? Untouchable? No, everyone believes that. Only no one know it's what they believe- until it happens. Then comes the rage, the banging about the walls, crying what if, what if. Everyone is always so damned surprised, that is the horror of it.