Quotes About Shock

A not-too-distant explosion shakes the house, the windows rattle in their sockets, and in the next room the class of 1964 wakes up and lets out a yell or two. Each time this happens I find myself thinking, Is it possible that human beings can continue with this lunacy very much longer? You know the answer, of course.

Suddenly his heart seemed to turn to ice and his bowels to water.

As time goes on and the horrors pile up, the mind seems to secrete a sort of self-protecting ignorance which needs a harder and harder shock to pierce it, just as the body will become immunised to a drug and require bigger and bigger doses.

On Final Twist , five college friends take a sixth to an expensive Italian restaurant, supposedly to introduce him to a hot girl, actually to break the news that his mother is dead. This is the InitialTwist. During dessert they are told that, in fact, all of their mothers are dead. This is the SecondTwist. The ThirdTwist is, not only are all their mothers dead, the show paid to have them killed, and the fourth and FinalTwist is, the kids have just eaten their own grilled mothers.

A fortunate birth, in other words, is a shock absorber. -The Thought Experiment

I remember that one day, when we were in a car tooling along at top speed,we crashed into a cyclist, an apparently very young and very pretty girl. Her head was almost totally ripped off by the wheels. For a long time, we were parked a few yards beyond without getting out, fully absorbed in the sight of the corpse. The horror and despair at so much bloody flesh, nauseating in part, and in part very beautiful, was fairly equivalent to our usual impression upon seeing one another.

The sight which met her eyes held her frozen on the threshold, and the thought flashed across her mind that she knew now how it felt to die

Ten yards upstream of us, the body of a man was grounded face-down at the edge of the mud. Not much more showed than a hump of shoulder and the line of a leg but there was no doubting what it was. Below the water, lank hair of indeterminate colour floated as if raised in fear and the wavelets caused his hips to rise and fall in an obscene parody of the sexual act.

That is horse poop bingo." "What?

When I first read the story 'Guts' in workshop - my fellow writers that I've been meeting with for almost 20 years - they laughed; they didn't have any kind of shock reaction.

I'm dying to do a tiny indie and play something totally naturalistic without any sort of constraints on me. Something where I can shock everyone.

When I was 15, I came downstairs one morning, picked up mother's newspaper and, oh, what a shock! The Titanic had gone. The 'unsinkable' ship - but it had gone down so simple.

DJ Envy's definitely talk about me, but I'm one of many. I was under the assumption that he had kids but wasn't actually married. I found out around the time that I started filming 'Love & Hip Hop.' After I found out, I was still in shock because we were together for so long.

I'm a little thirsty, can I go drink out of your toilet?

There's nothing quite like exiting a toilet cubicle and seeing a girl running towards you with her hand over her mouth.

But the media were about to go cold turkey on the whole latter half of the twentieth century, and the shock was going to make them irritable.

I could feel something slowly shredding itself within me at how innocent they were, at how little of what Malkar had done to me they would be able to comprehend, even if I were able to describe it to them. I found that I did not want to hurt them by showing them their own blindness; this was all in the past, anyway, and it would do me no good to shock them with it.

If I don't read at least one bad thing about myself every day I take a long look at my behaviour and try harder to be shocking.

when I turned back to him, he'd taken off all his clothes and put 'em in a pile beside the road. That sure knocked the wind outta me. I stood there like I was dead. He pissed around his clothes and all of a sudden he turned into a wolf. I'm not joking.

He didn't say anything and I thought I'd shocked him, because I tend to do that. Not just with Michael but with pretty much anyone who can't deal with being honest and admitting that you have wants and needs and desires and all those other fun things.

We wake up, breathe, live life often against our wishes and our better judgement. We console ourselves by telling ourselves this is no fault of our own but that doesn't take away the reality of the pain, the streaming dreams, the utter shock of life, the shattered pieces of survival.

I hope a shark tries to suck your cock!

I haven't seen this much blood since those driver's ed films they showed in high school.

That sure as fuck ain't no cow