Quotes About Horror

He lived in a huge, ridiculous, doodad-covered, trash-filled two-story horror of a house that stumbled, staggered, and dribbled right up to the edge of a great shadowy forest

Only those who have stood within the bars and heard the din of devils and the appalling sounds of despair can imagine the horrors of the hold of a convict ship.

He would have been half-hanged, taken down alive, castrated, his genitals stuffed in his mouth, his stomach slit open, and his intestines taken out and burnt, and his carcase chopped into four quarters.

When I was a kid, I loved 'The Curse of Frankenstein ' 'The Creeping Unknown ' 'X: The Unknown.' I love 'Forbidden Planet ' 'The Thing from Another World.' They were science fiction/horror movies, generally.

I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes." ~Dr. Sam Loomis/Halloween

Monsters in movies are us, always us, one way or the other. They're us with hats on. The zombies in George Romero's movies are us. They're hungry. Monsters are us, the dangerous parts of us. The part that wants to destroy. The part of us with the reptile brain. The part of us that's vicious and cruel. We express these in our stories as these monsters out there.

As for my being a horror writer, I actually think horror is a very conservative genre. The horror comes when you do something wrong--when you challenge religion or society or nature--and then you must pay. I personally consider myself a radical, but I publish conservative material. That's quite a paradox.

I like the George Romero films, which were really great, social satire movies really twisted.

Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.

For life is terribly deficient in form. Its catastrophes happen in the wrong way and to the wrong people. There is a grotesque horror about its comedies, and its tragedies seem to culminate in farce.

The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, forever, and forever! Then flashed the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies.

Usually horror in your personal life can translate into some good music. Sometimes. Sometimes it can be really maudlin and boring, and kind of personal.

I don't think I've ever seen a zombie movie in my life.

That propaganda easily seduces even those whom it most horrifies is a paradox that Bernays grasped completely; and it is one that we must try at last to understand, if we want to change the world that Edward Bernays, among others, made for us.

I pray you to believe what I have said about Buchenwald. I have reported what I saw and heard, but only part of it. For most of it I have no words.

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along."… You must do the thing you think you cannot do.

You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' You must do the thing you think you cannot do.

Because what is the face, what finally, is the skin over the flesh, a cover, a disguise, rouge for the insupportable horror of our living nature.

Ah, the violence: tearing, killing, ripping. Lila, between fascination and horror, spoke to me in a mixture of dialect, Italian, and very educated quotations that she had taken from who knows where and remembered by heart. The entire planet, she said, is a big Fosso Carbonario.

En los países con cierto bienestar ha predominado una medianía que oculta los horrores del resto del mundo. Cuando de esos horrores se desprende una violencia que llega hasta el interior de nuestras ciudades y nuestras costumbres nos sobresaltamos, nos alarmamos.

Ma non riuscivo a cancellare le frasi, mi sentivo in mente la loro sintassi bell'e pronta e ne ero spaventata, ne ero affascinata, mi faceva orrore, mi seduceva.

Penso che la bellezza sia un inganno". "Come il giardino leopardiano?". Non sapevo niente di giardini leopardiani, ma risposi: "Sì. Come il mare in un giorno sereno. O come un tramonto. O come il cielo di notte. è cipria passata sopra l'orrore. Se la si toglie, restiamo soli col nostro spavento".

Penso che la bellezza sia un inganno. [...] Sì. Come il mare in un giorno sereno. O come il cielo di notte. È cipria passata sopra l'orrore. Se la si toglie, restiamo soli con il nostro spavento?

Proximity to reality induces feelings of emptiness, horror and depression. Do not approach it alone.