Quotes About Foreboding

Keeping an open mind is a virtue," Carl Sagan wrote in The Demon-Haunted World, the last book he published, but "not so open that your brains fall out…. I have a foreboding of an America when, clutching our crystals and nervously consulting our horoscopes, our critical faculties in decline, unable to distinguish between what feels good and what's true, we slide, almost without noticing, back into superstition and darkness." That was twenty years ago.

You know that feeling," she said, "when you are reading a book, and you know that it is going to be a tragedy; you can feel the cold and darkness coming, see the net drawing tight around the characters who live and breathe on the pages. But you are tied to the story as if being dragged behind a carriage and you cannot let go or turn the course aside.

Sometimes you don't know exactly what it is but you know in your heart it's not good.

The way our subconscious tells us that if it never happened before, it never will. But if it happened, especially pretty recently, it tells us it's about to happen again.

She said you'd come and I swore to eat your heart.

From there, the future is a place that looks darker every day.

I am of opinion that the only foreboding in which man can have any sort of faith is the one which forbodes evil, because it comes from the mind, while a presentiment of happiness has its origin in the heart, and the heart is a fool worthy of reckoning foolishly upon fickle fortune.

You could sense the end of the night, like an omen. After it, as happened every morning, nothing would be the same.

I am Chun the Unavoidable. Tonight, O Lith, tonight it is two long bright threads for you.

It went well enough at first. One need not be able to name a danger to sense and avoid it.

That same feather of foreboding brushed along my spine, making me shiver.

One of these days, he said. Everything bad will happen—one of these days.

I can't ever seem to shake the feeling that when things are really good it essentially means that things are going to go really bad. When I feel calm and settled, there is always an underlying feeling of impending doom... I don't think that it's healthy.

Night is a stealthy, evil Raven, wrapped to the eyes in his black wings.

His eyes were anything but friendly, the color of bitter storms.

Jump to another weird sick disappointment just coming over the horizon.

It feels bad, telling you all this. Spoiling the surprise, I mean. You'll see it all yourself, soon enough. That is, if you live too long. Or if you just give up and go nuts ahead of schedule. My mom, Eva, even you, eventually everybody gets a bracelet.

Gelecek ne zamandan beri vaat olmaktan ç?k?p tehdit unsuru haline geldi.

cast a dark shadow on the

There is no delight the equal of dread

There was a memory and a promise of blood in the air.

There's no delight the equal of dread.

As if something moved toward them, old and dark.

Ponto nox incubat atra.