Quotes About Monsters

Children are only terrified of invisible ghosts. But some human beings are just as terrible as these creatures.

But the horror... The horror was for love. The things we do for love like this are ugly, mad, full of sweat and regret. This love burns you and maims you and twists you inside out. It is a monstrous love and it makes monsters of us all.

It just goes to show—killing your demons doesn't really end the torment. Real monsters leave behind damage. You can slay the beast a million times over—but the scars they inflict last forever.

Twas the night before Halloween, and all through the house, all the creatures were stirring, except for the mouse. The monsters had gathered to plan and prepare, for the trick-or-treaters who soon would be there.

Hurry up!" said a ghoul who started to yawn. "There's so much to do before bedtime at dawn." So the witches brewed up a magical potion, which set every monster and goblin in motion. They blew up balloons, and hung streamers and lights, and decorated till the wee hours of night.

In the sane world, criminals could be negotiated with, threatened, bought off. For the most part they were rational folks just suffering from poor impulse control, arrogance or lack of moral rectitude. In an insane world, what was negotiable, threatening, legal tender? Where monsters be, monsters' rules are law and only the monster knows what they are.

Fox, in many ways ours is a degrading job-of-work. Custom makes monsters of us all. Do you ever feel like that about it, Fox? No, I don't think you do. You are too nice-minded.

Laughing like crazy the child goes back to the city gives birth to monsters creates earthquakes hairy women run naked old folks who look like fetuses laugh and smoke.

Piantala con questi mostri, Michele. I mostri non esistono. I fantasmi, i lupi mannari, le streghe sono fesserie inventate per mettere paura ai creduloni come te. Devi avere paura degli uomini, non dei mostri.

Stop all this talk about monsters, Michele. Monsters don't exist. It's men you should be afraid of, not monsters.

Devi avere paura degli uomini, non dei mostri.

On Halloween, witches come true; Wild ghosts escape from dreams. Each monster dances in the park....

Memory is imagined; it is not real. Don't be ashamed of its need to create; it is the loveliest part of your heart. Myth is the true history. Don't let them tell you that there are no monsters. Don't let them make you feel stupid, just because you are happy to play down in the dark with your flashlight. The mystical world depends on you and your tolerance for the absurd. Be strong, my darling ones, and believe!

No dejéis que os digan que no hay monstruos.

Linke und Rechte sind durch die verschiedenen Deutungen charakterisiert, die sie dem zweideutigen Motto geben, das Goya für ein Capricho wählt: "El sueño de la razón produce monstruos." Die Linke übersetzt: schlafen. Die Rechte: träumen.

To the jaded eye, all vampires seem alike, but they are wonderful in their versatility. Some come to life in moonlight, others are killed by the sun, some pierce with their eyes, others with fangs, some are reactionary, others are rebels, but all are disturbingly close to the mortals they prey on. I can think of no other monsters who are so receptive. Vampires are neither inhuman nor nonhuman nor all-too-human, they are simply more alive than they should be.

Monsters, monsters! But there are no monsters! What you call monsters are superior forms, or forms beyond your understanding. Aren't the gods monsters? Isn't a man of genius a monster, like a tiger or a spider, like all individuals who live beyond social lies, in the dazzling and divine immortality of things? Why, I too then-am a monster!

Monsters, monsters! But there are no monsters! What you call monsters are superior forms, or forms beyond your understanding.

It was no news to me that other people's fathers could be monsters.

Imagination creates some big monsters.

There are some people whose dread of human beings is so morbid that they reach a point where they yearn to see with their own eyes monsters of ever more horrible shapes.

There are some people whose dread of human beings is so morbid that they reach a point where they yearn to see with their own eyes monsters of ever more horrible shapes. And the more nervous they are -the quicker to take fright- the more violent they pray that every storm will be...

There are some whose dread of human beings is so morbid that they reach a point where they yearn to see with their own eyes monsters of ever more horrible shapes.

Just as I've always known there are monsters in the world, monsters and things even more evil, I've always known that it is God who keeps evil at bay.