Quotes About Foreboding

Yet unbeknownst to all but a few, storm clouds were gathering on the horizon, and faintly in the distance wise men could hear a rumble of thunder.

The wolves will come again," said Jojen solemnly.

Dark wings, dark words," Ned said grimly.

He could feel the eyes of the dead. They were all listening, he knew. And winter was coming.

Coming events cast their shadows before.

The expectation of an unpleasantness is more terrible than the thing itself.

Do we not all spend the greater part of our lives under the shadow of an event that has not yet come to pass?

Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here—less hi-how're-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter's-patients.

His big body was nothing but death waiting for a place to happen.

Murhder- he's coming, people, he's coming (that's what she said)- I just have to fit him in (that's also what she-) Okay, that escalated quickly....

Esa mirada triste en sus ojos hacía un momento significaba que había vislumbrado la muerte lenta que le esperaba.

I realized that the worst thing that could happen to me was about to happen to me.

God, an enormous darkness, hung looped over half her sky, an ever-present menace, a cloud waiting to break.

I said I know my shot when I see it. Sometimes you don't even have to see it. Sometimes you feel it coming, screaming down the sky towards you like a meteor.

Fear is the anticipation of future pain. The

Shakespeare's Macbeth: "Fear not, till Birnam wood / Do come to Dunsinane").

I began to think my time had come, as the saying is.

Freeman flicked him a quick glance. It was one of those looks that seemed to burn a hole right through him. Barry shivered, not liking those eyes on him. They were intelligent, focused - almost too focused. They didn't blink, and it felt like death looking at him.

Vittorio Ferraro stood in the shadows, his skin crawling with the need to move. Something was wrong. Not just wrong. Whatever his churning gut was about, he'd never quite felt the urgency of finding the source of the trouble as he did right then.

Do you have any idea what else is going to happen to me?" His teeth grazed the back of her neck, his fingers brushed across her breast possessively. "I have all kinds of ideas, little one." "I'll just bet you do.

Splendid. I believe we've achieved a whole new level of doomed.

they can tell you are a psychokiller

By beak and bone, Mine blackened stone Sees rooks and crooks And bloody brooks!

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