Quotes About Ominous

You know what just seeing him did to me." "I know. Lois, he just isn't that ominous. Evil, but not ominous. Sly, but not prescient. Once he is off balance, he will stay off balance, and fall heavily. And the law will gather him in.

You feel that a door will open and you will be summoned, and horrid things will happen to you before they let you go. You can not mark these houses with any homely flavor of living. When they are emptied after occupancy, they have the look of places where the blood has recently been washed away.

It will all end very badly, Gus

Mark my words. Someday, somehow, he WILL be back. And upon his return, shake the very foundation of heaven and hell. Irrevocably. Irredeemably. Because that's one bad-ass motherfuckin' bird!

The strangeness began as a prickling of my skin. First the quail went silent, then the dove. The leaves stilled, and the breeze died, and no animals moved in the brush. There was a quality to the silence like a held breath. Like the rabbit beneath the hawk's shadow. I could feel my pulse striking my skin.

That night, slipping among us like a snake, quick and silent and flickering, the plague began.

I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy den, and none returning.

An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.

The world would end neither with a bang nor with a whimper, but with a push notification—a buzzing I wasn't even sure I'd felt, but figured I'd better check anyway, to see if it was real, and what it might portend.

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

Menacing lines of black tomorrows on the horizon.

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

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

Weather forecast for tonight: dark.

In this time, if there is an ominous conspiracy underway in the United States, it would be the silent massive suspicion of a conspiracy which threatens home, job, status, the accustomed order of life.

Nicholas, dressed in black and trailing them like a sinister storm cloud, had a dry little preoccupied smile.

By this time it was dark, the candle carried by Robert only making one nucleus of light as he moved about holding it before the pictures one by one. The broad, bare window looked out upon the pale sky, tinged with the last cold flicker of the twilight. The ivy rustled against the glass with the same ominous shiver as that which agitated every leaf in the garden, prophetic of the storm that was to come.

Feels like we're driving into Mordor," Hamish muttered. "What's Mordor?" Syme asked. "Never mind.

everything seemed strange, ominous and unreal, like the yellow glare which precedes a storm. There were moments when I felt as if I had died, and woken up in an unknown world. And so I had.

In crime the egoist has hitherto asserted himself and mocked at the sacred; the break with the sacred, or rather of the sacred, may become general. A revolution never returns, but an immense, reckless, shameless, conscienceless, proud—crime, doesn't it rumble in the distant thunder, and don't you see how the sky grows ominously silent and gloomy?

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.

It's not the monsters who are so completely different that are scary, Sanjit reflected. It's the ones who are too human. They carry with them the warning that what happened to them might happen to you, too.