Quotes About Horror

I think American Werewolf in London is the greatest werewolf movie of all time.

We used to take girls to scary movies all the time, I don't know about you, but that was the place we would go for dates.

I've been a lifelong horror fan, but at the same time, I would say 90 percent of my reading is biographies and nonfiction history.

I wanted to write a balls-to-the-wall supernatural horror story, something I haven't done in a long time.

The key word for my book The Woman in Black is unsettling... because you're not terrified all of the time or even frightened, but you're unsettled and once you're unsettled, then the door's open.

For deadly fear can time outgo, and blanch at once the hair.

Getting sequestered and not really knowing what to do with your time and then discovering, 'Oh, I can watch a bunch of horror movies' has probably played out in a lot of people's discovery of horror.

Pakistan now is like a horror film franchise. You know, it's 'Friday the 13th, Episode 63: The Terrorist from Pakistan.' And each time we hear of Pakistan it's in that context.

The thread has snapped. No sound even to mark the breaking let alone the fall. That long anticipated disintegration, when the darkest angel of all, the horror beyond all horrors, sits at last upon my chest, permanently enfolding me in its great covering wings, black as ink, veined in Bees' purple. A creature without a voice. A voice without a name. As immortal as my life. Come here at long last to summon the wind.

Of course real horror does not depend upon the melodrama of shadows or even the conspiracies of night.

I had one woman come up to me in a bookstore and say, 'You know, everyone told me it was a horror book, but when I finished it, I realized that it was a love story.' And she's absolutely right. In some ways, genre is a marketing tool.

I also think it's somewhat of a relief not to hear the true story. I mean you look at the horror . . . and you have to take a deep breath and ask yourself, do I really want to know what happened there? In my experience, most people don't. They usually look away.

But it feels like the hinges must have finally failed, whatever was trying to get in, at last succeeding, instantly tearing into me, and though I'm still conscious, slashing my throat with those long fingers and ripping my ribs out one by one with its brutal jaws.

Where one might expect horror, the supernatural, or traditional paroxysms of dread and fear, one discovers disturbing sadness . . .

They were going to Dachau, to cencentrate.

To his horror, Melrose saw that these were name tags she was now pinning to the Attaboys' clothing and that the other guests were wearing them. To his double horror, he saw her hand closing on his lapel. He shoved it away. Her smile-mask cracked. "But everyone's wearing them just to make it easier." "I'd much rather make it harder." He walked off toward the drinks.

When you become old ... When you become old, you find yourself auditioning for the role of a lifetime; then, after interminable rehearsals, you're finally starring in a horror film--a talentless, irresponsible, and above all low-budget horror film, in which (as is the way with horror films) they're saving the worst for last.

The larger society was willing to let the frustrations born of racism's violence become internalized and consume its victims. America's horror was only expressed when the aggression turned outward, when the ghetto and its controls could no longer contain its destructiveness.

Horrorizai-vos porque queremos abolir a propriedade privada. Mas em vossa sociedade a propriedade privada está abolida para nove décimos de seus membros.

I repeat that there is no practical joke here, but that we are investigating a serious crime." A vague thrill ran through me as I listened to my companion's words and saw the stern gravity which had hardened his features. This brutal preliminary seemed to shadow forth some strange and inexplicable horror in the background.

Este de ahora se halla envuelto en un misterio que actúa como estimulante de la imaginación; donde la imaginación está ausente no hay horror posible.

Where there is no imagination there is no horror.

When, in some dreadful and ghastly dream, we reach the moment of greatest horror, it awakes us; thereby banishing all the hideous shapes that were born of the night. And life is a dream: when the moment of greatest horror compels us to break it off, the same thing happens.

Have we raised the threshold of horror so high that nothing short of a nuclear strike qualifies as a 'real' war? Are we to spend the rest of our lives in this state of high alert with guns pointed at each other's heads and fingers trembling on the trigger?