Quotes About Ominous

In an effort to find an explanation, he or she might attribute the ominous feelings to poisons, electromagnetic radiation, evil forces, secret organizations, or even extraterrestrial influences. The spontaneous emergence of memories involving intrauterine disturbances or of the onset of the delivery from the womb, seems to be among important causes of paranoid states.

Silence then, ominous, neither heavy nor light, the vast silence of a dirigible before the static spark.

Yes, well, irony is no protection when you can feel the breeze from his scythe on your skin and hear the rustle of his wings.

The note took long moments to fade and, when it had at last died away, there was an absolute hush over the world, the milling millions were still, there was an air of expectancy. And then the White Lords came.

I'm a very sinister person.

My dad had a retail business in Leavenworth, Kansas, and there's a whole bunch of prisons there, so it was a backdrop of my childhood, these ominous prisons sitting off the road.

He looked like he came out of nightmare alley.

We're down to nine hours." "Until?" Scout asked. The Keep was expressionless. "Something bad happens." "Right," Scout said, as if she completely understood. "Bad.

Más vil que un lupanar, la carnicería rubrica como una afrenta la calle. Sobre el dintel una ciega cabeza de vaca preside el aquelarre de carne charra y mármoles finales con la crueldad de un ídolo

Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.

If ever a face meant death, if looks could kill, we saw it at that moment.

And then there was silence, deep, awful silence, which chilled me.

Just as I had come to this conclusion I heard a heavy step approaching behind the great door, and saw through the chinks the gleam of a coming light. Then there was the sound of rattling chains and the clanking of massive bolts drawn back. A key was turned with the loud grating noise of long disuse, and the great door swung back.

It is the eve of St. George's Day. Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway?

I had a character disorder. When I got my diagnosis it didn't sound serious, but after a while it sounded more ominous than other people's. I imagined my character as a plate or shirt that had been manufactured incorrectly and was therefore useless.

bare trees with black clots of rookeries

The sky was becoming iron, and the trees seemed to rustle uneasily at an unfelt wind, murmuring to one another, Weather is coming.

Leopardo Chenti was drinking from a crystalc up and had turned from him, and so Romulan glanced at Mercurio. That face had grown ominously demure.

The darkness at the sides of the road. It possesses neither form nor name, but whoever passes here knows when it comes out and follows after and sends shudders like rippling streams down his back.

They weren't wearing their handy-dandy I'm an Evil Demon T-shirts; nevertheless, I could tell they were coming for me.

When they come, they come from above.

The clouds around us are strange, roiling and twisting even though there doesn't seem to be any sign of a storm. Worse, the sky has taken on an orange cast, like the setting sun, only it's too early for that.", FADE by Kailin Gow

There's a temple to a dark god or some such in the basement. I'll be there." "Ah, yes…that can happen if one doesn't keep an eye on the drains…

He'll just snap his fingers and turn us to dust.