Quotes About Monsters

Even if we die, if we have to become monsters and everyone hates us, we have to read the book because it will teach us how to avoid the alligator's jaws, the wolves who wait in the forest, the huge snakes, and how to become birds.

But such monsters were not cause for astonishment. People then would have regarded them as everyday hazards, and in those days there was so much else to worry about. How to get food out of the hard ground; how not to run out of firewood; how to stop the sickness that could kill a dozen pigs in a single day and produce green rashes on the cheeks of children.

Demons are a very human creation. You look for ways to explain evil, and instead of seeing it in yourselves, you offload the responsibility onto monsters. The monstrous exists in the mirror, not in the sulfurous depths of some fantasy world.

When Becka was a kid, she kept a suitcase under the bed. The suitcase was full of things that were to be rescued in case of an earthquake or a fire or murderers. The suitcase's secondary function was using up some of the dangerous, dark space under the bed which might otherwise have been inhabited by monsters or dead people. Here be suitcases.

And so, some think it may be possible to survive their presence if only one can enter into a state in which one is not afraid. Only we are so very afraid of them. How could we not be? They are monsters.

Monsters exist because they are part of the divine plan, and in the horrible features of those same monsters the power of the creator is revealed.

The power of monsters is, it is a way of giving almost tangible substance to fears, beliefs, things that aren't real. You can coalesce it and draw it, or describe it, and it's a monster.

It was a beautiful lie that they had all been telling themselves—that you could have magic without monsters.

Big beasties, swordplay, aliens, guns, ghosts, vampires, eldritch things from beyond and slime. A lot of slime.

It is important not to delude ourselves into thinking that ideological monstrosities were constructed by monsters. They were not; they are not.

After following it for nearly two miles he came across two she-monsters drawing water from a well. How did he know that they were monsters? Each of them had on her head an extremely unfashionable hair-style held up by bamboo slivers that stood one foot two or three inches high.

Ah, in those revolutionary years even women were revolutionized into lunatics and monsters.

Vampires, real vampires, didn't nibble on the necks of nubile young virgins. They tore people to pieces and sucked the blood out of the chunks.

I said, "And then, when those all-American Joes get out and some of them fucking turn into monsters? What happens then?" Amy said, "Then we will once again err on the side of not letting people be murdered. You take the choice in front of you, and then you keep picking the non-murder choices as long as you can.

So you see, fear is just another manifestation of insecurity. What humans want most of all, is to be right. Even if we're being right about our own doom. If we believe there are monsters around the next corner ready to tear us apart, we would literally prefer to be right about the monsters, than to be shown to be wrong in the eyes of others and made to look foolish.

We bless the ice, then we just have to somehow get all hundred or so of those monsters to go lick the statue!" I stared hard into the face of the older man, said, "Okay, there is no possible combination of English words that would form a dumber plan than that.

If God was the type who needed to be asked verbally before he would support your side over man-eating monsters, then she wasn't sure what good he would be once he joined.

There are really only two kinds of monsters in the world, which you already know if you've been watching horror movies: Breeders and Non-breeders.

Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild.

Who the hell do you think you are, Jones? The man they sent to take care of the monsters on Rainshadow, Cyrus said.

Our bellies are empty and our patience is short...submit to us and we will make of you a great quiche!' 'Again with the QUICHE?! What kind of self-respecting monster would eat a DAINTY PASTRY DISH?! STEW is what we will make of their bones!' 'Don't get greedy on me! There's three of them! I just want the little one for my quiche!' 'It was nothing to do with greed! It's a matter of principle! MONSTERS DO NOT EAT QUICHE!

What else kills monsters?" Lou shrugged. "Direct sunlight?" "Well, Lou, I'm afraid we already know his weakness isn't direct sunlight, because we've seen him out in the direct goddamn sun!" "We're brainstorming! You don't criticize ideas in a brainstorming session!

through an actual haunted forest! Just hope that your tram doesn't break down, because this forest is PACKED with monsters... Draculas (with JA Konrath, Blake Crouch, and F. Paul Wilson). An outbreak of feral vampires in a secluded hospital. This one isn't much like Twilight. For information on all of these books, visit Jeff Strand's more-or-less official

Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them.