Quotes About Horror

I get glimpses of the horror of normalcy. Each of these innocents on the street is engulfed by a terror of their own ordinariness. They would do anything to be unique.

They had also brought in a piece of human scrap so monstrous that everyone recoiled at the sight, that it shocked men who were no longer shockable. I shut my eyes; I had already seen far too much and I wanted to be able to forget eventually. This thing, this being, screamed in a corner like a maniac. The revulsion that turned our stomachs told us that it would be an act of generosity, a fraternal act, to finish him off.

The Fall of the House of Usher' is a fair primer on what not to do with children.

More than just the ship,' said the Doctor. He indicated the burnt ends of the tangled fibres. 'There was enough thermal energy generated by that thing to destroy an entire planet.' 'He was going to wipe out Cambridge?' Chris was horror-struck. 'All the colleges? The Backs, the railway station… the pubs?' 'Plus the entire planet,' said the Doctor gravely.

The thing I heard howling in the woods. It was no Coyote.

Larry Wells, at Brigham Young University, hit upon the idea of delivering the birds by air. In what has to be one of the most spectacularly woozy malfunctions ever to happen in the skies above the American Southwest, he found to his horror that when you toss Rhode Island Reds out of a small plane, well, let's just say the windblast hammers them in the most awful way, leaving lifeless chicken bodies scattered about the sagebrush.

Thank you for watching over her, you piece of shit. Thanks for that, if nothing else." She backed away, repulsed by the thing that had once been a man, or had at least called itself a man.

Something caught her eye in the tree root next to her. She looked closer. She jumped back in fright. The surface of the tree was not merely wooden bark, but it appeared to be the forms of myriads of humans fused into the bark, melted into the wood. They had become part of the wood themselves. They were frozen in agonized and painful positions. It was subtle, but she could see it. And it was like the entire tree was made out of these frozen statues of human pain.

Of all the things I'd imagined in nightmares and dreams of dead things, the woman who gripped my leg was the worst and my last.

Readers love fantasy, but we need horror. Smart horror. Truthful horror. Horror that helps us make sense of a cruelly senseless world.

Death has come to cut your throats and drink your blood!

This is what we see when we look up at Rainier, the beauty, the horror, the awe the unbelievability of size that confirms our own consequence on this earth. We look at the mountain, like god and can imagine nothing larger. Its incompressible life-span reminds us of the fleeting mortality of our own bones. It looms over our lives on clear days and and stay present but hidden through the clouds of winter. Like god it remains everywhere forever.

To this day I cannot understand how we became the conscious perpetrators of it. A strange fatality must have been driving us to it; for fate does not evade consciousness or will but engulfs them in its mechanism, so that we are able to accept, as in hypnotic trance, things that under normal circumstances would fill us with horror.

They talk of short-lived pleasures--be it so-- pain dies as quickly: stern, hard-featured pain Expires, and lets her weary prisoner go. The fiercest agonies have shortest reign; And after dreams of horror, comes again The welcome morning with its rays of peace.

Sueño con navegar por mares prohibidos y abordar costas bárbaras. Por no ignorar lo que es bueno, me doy cuenta en seguida de los horrores, pero puedo mantenerme en su compañía, si me dejan, ya que esta bien mantenerse en términos amistosos con todos los residentes del lugar en que uno se aloja.

I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts. Not ignoring what is good, I am quick to perceive a horror, and could still be social with it — would they let me — since it is but well to be on friendly terms with all the inmates of the place one lodges in.

Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself? For as this appalling ocean surrounds the verdant land, so in the soul of man there lies one insular Tahiti, full of peace and joy, but encompassed by all the horrors of the half known life. God keep thee! Push not off from that isle, though canst never return!

The imagination is always more horrible than the truth.

Howard Phillips Lovecraft

As I shivered and brooded on the casting of that brain-blasting shadow, I knew that I had at last pried out one of earth's supreme horors-one of those nameless blights of outer voids whose faint demon scratchings we sometimes hear on the farthest rim of space, yet from which our own finite vision has given us a merciful immunity.

And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods—the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.

and his body responding with that maddening slowness from which one suffers when chased by the phantoms of nightmare.

S]till the Pole Star leers down from the same place in the black vault, winking hideously like an insane watching eye which strives to convey some strange message, yet recalls nothing save that it once had a message to convey.

Da li bi ?ovjek trebao tetovirati srce na ?elo? Tada bi cijeli svijet vidio: srce mu je udarilo u glavu. A budu?i da bi to bilo srce boje tinte, modro poput umiranja, agonijsko, moglo bi se re?i i: smrt mu je udarila u glavu. Mi samo trebamo zapisati koliko duboko nas je pogodio užas.