Quotes About Horror

Maybe somewhere on the Nostromo there had been a similar scene, with Dallas hanging there, stuck in place like the victim in a massive spider's dense webbing.

I know loneliness…the loneliness of captivity…and the joy of being rescued by a friend. I know the horror of seeing a comrade fall. Don't worry, Orihime. I'm coming!

She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.

the wide untrammeled space that once thrilled her became vacancy. A commanding and oppressive absence. She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.

It wasn't a crow from dangling head down from the the car roof and looking in at the window. It was the little gargoyle from Belgravia. When he saw my horrified expression, his catlike face twisted into a triumphant smile, and he spewed a torrent of water over the windshield. - Sapphire Blue

I'm obsessed with zombies. I like watching zombie movies and I read zombie books.

She helplessly watched as he pressed the switchblade against the second joint. He let out a grunt, and the knife sliced through her finger, cutting it off.

They smelled death and it revolted them and shot the bile high in the throat.

My imagination completely controls me, and forever feeds the fire that burns with dark red light in my heart by bringing me the best dreams. I've always had a wild imagination, a big heart and a tortured soul so I feel that dark fantasy, love and horror are in my blood.

Tôi không thích máu vì nó gi?t ch?t trí t??ng t??ng.

She was crying for it all at last--for the pain and loss and fear and anger, for the war and what it had done to her and to all of them, for the knowledge of evil she could never shake, for the horror of where she'd been and what she'd done to survive.

Stephanie's vaginal teeth scrape against him as she makes love to him. Kevin cringes as she presses her messy head wound against his cheek. He doesn't enjoy the sex. It feels like he's getting a really bad blowjob from a girl with big teeth and a small mouth.

To look into the eyes of a cannibal. I turn away at the thought.

The real horror of my life is not that I've killed some terrible people. The real horror is that the people I've loved didn't love me back.

This is why America loves Stephen King so much; he keeps us on the edge of our seats until it hurts.

Lullabies for Suffering Tales of Addiction Horror

With a cry of horror, Nubia turned to hide her face in Aristo's tunic, and she felt his strong arms encircle her protectively. The giant was Mindius's evil bodyguard, Ursus.

You could learn to play tennis or swim or drive a car. And what if you really do belong in the world after all and the prophecy is wrong that says you must lose your soul? Why should you lose your soul? Why does so much horror lie upon you? Why don't you give up and live?

I love scary movies. I like blood and gore, and I love Halloween movies.

Will looked horrified. "What kind of monster could possibly hate chocolate?

Are you implying that shreds of my reputation remain intact?" Will demanded with mock horror. "Clearly I have been doing something wrong. Or not something wrong, as the case may be." He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.

Do the dead frighten you?

Weese was sprawled across the cobbles, his throat a red ruin, eyes gaping sightlessly up at a bank of grey cloud.

A nightmare this might be, yet it was no dream.