Quotes About Menacing

With its towering smokestack, it looked like a factory built to produce nightmares in mass quantities.

She had no human side. For the next few minutes, she said nothing, sitting at my table like some sort of malevolent Buddha, unmoving and imperious, letting me sweat it out as I wondered what was going to happen next.

A killer with the manners of a rabbit - this is the most dangerous kind.

Marv's a guy you've got to be careful around. He doesn't mean any harm, but he causes plenty.

They're stupid and mean, and that makes them dangerous.

I think there's something about evil that is thoughtless and relentless and incredibly frightening because it can't be reckoned with, reasoned with or stopped.

they lurk passively, like vampire sheep

Creepo just smiles, like a python at a cornered rat.

Puestos a ello, todos podemos ser peligrosos.

My own death threats have declined considerably.

Marching thus at night, a battalion is doubly impressive. The silent monster is full of restrained power; resolute in its onward sweep, impervious to danger, it looks a menacing engine of destruction, steady to its goal, and certain of its mission.

Un resentido es siempre peligroso.

If someone were to come along who would not compromise, a rebel who insisted on taking the only moral path, rejecting violence in all its forms, such a person would seem so menacing that he would be killed, and after his death he would be canonized or deified, because a saint is less dangerous than a rebel. This has happened numerous times, but the first prominent example was a Jew named Jesus.

There is an undercurrent of almost hysterical glee in his descriptions of Mary as a menacing and infectious brute – as if by calling her dangerous and unstable he was mitigating his own failure and fears.

physically intimidating-even terrifying — a bully, a yenta

but a house arrogant and hating, never off guard, can only be evil.

Hill House is vile, it is diseased; get away from here at once.

It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan in which it died away. Again and again it sounded, the whole air throbbing with it, strident, wild and menacing.

I am just fascinated by this reassurance from a menacing figure. It is rather frightening.

He had reached the age when the future ceases to be a rosy blur and becomes actual and menacing.

That was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.

I just look at her and she creeps me out. She looks like she would eat a baby. Not that she's fat. She just looks hungry in some dangerous way that can't be explained. She's always so nice and friendly. Exactly the disposition of a baby killer.

Her gaze on Vane, Patience wished she could see his eyes. His expression was unreadable. Shoulders propped against the stone arch, arms folded cross his chest, he watched her like a hawk. A brooding, potentially menacing hawk. Or a wolf anticipating a meal.

Thud, thud, thud, riderless black horse with red eyes coming down the halls of his mind, ironshod hooves digging up soft gray clods of brain tissue, leaving hoofprints to fill up with mystic crescents of blood.