Quotes About Foreboding

People fear the unforeseen and the unseen. Truth be told we all fear the unseen.

Fear is prophetical of evil.

Fear is sharp-sighted and can see things under ground and much more in the skies.

to those places where the shadows of the future fall most darkly across the present.

In other words, once the poison of jealousy, contempt, and even hatred enters the bloodstream of the body politic, a dark and foreboding bleakness will begin to cover the society, from which nothing good will come.

Wraiths see death in everything. They do not see things in the physical world as they appear, but as they someday will be. A person about to die might appear cadaverous, with hollow eyes and jaundiced skin; a car destined to crash will appear dented in advance. Much of the world seems decayed, a near collapse. Billboards are tattered, roads are potholed, pain is peeling, metal is rusting, buildings are crumpling. To the Restless, much of the world is already dead.

It's like waiting for a roller coaster but with only misery ahead and no thrill.

Menacing lines of black tomorrows on the horizon.

We live in the midst of alarms; anxiety beclouds the future; we expect some new disaster with each newspaper we read.

The mere apprehension of a coming evil has put many into a situation of the utmost danger.

She'll prophesy your death. She won't say when.

I've seen the future and it's murder.

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

Luther padded toward the door and his tail wagged slightly before it stilled. "For real. We can smell things before they happen. And if you don't go after her, I smell failure in your future.

I just had a bad feeling about the little shit.

Farewell! Dearest and most beloved of men_whatever may be my fate_be happiness yours! Once more, my lingering, foreboding heart, repeats farewell!

Where would you be curious or feel suspense about what's going to happen next? Add pauses in those places to hike up the intensity.

A Russian, the poet David Samoilov, said later, "We were all expecting war. But we were not expecting that war.

There is something bad here, growing. Day and night I watch it. Growing. —Sophocles, Electra

If they projected the fact that they are dangerous any harder, there would be little puddles of "danger" on the floor around them. Look, it's "danger", don't step in it!

an "ominous" figure suggestive of "pestilence and war.

Great beauty seems invariably to portend some tragic fate.

Het komt eraan... Zie je het niet?... Het komt eraan! En het zal ons allemaal krijgen!

Oh, the air is sultry and pregnant with lightning. And therefore we call to our deluded brothers: Repent, repent, the Kingdom of the Lord is at hand!