Quotes About Supernatural

Nossos sentimentos e pensamentos são tão sobrenaturais como uma história passada depois da morte.

While like most men, Sam prided himself on being equipped with a supernatural internal compass that kept him from ever being lost, he'd also learned to concede those rare times when that compass seemed to be temporary disrepair.

Religion is inconceivable apart from revelation, and revelation cannot occur apart from the existence of a spiritual world above and behind this visible world, a spiritual world in communion with the visible world.

All religion is supernatural, and rests upon the presupposition that God is distinct from the world and yet works in the world.

revelation always supposes that man is able to receive impressions or thoughts or inclinations from another than this phenomenal world, and in a way other than that usually employed.

The living corpse went to the jars and began a hair-raising activity. Skillfully removing the spring-loaded cap from one and plunging its hand in, it extracted the dripping entrails, ripped open its sealed wound, and lovingly pushed inwards, shoving its intestines back into their rightful place.

MURRY: I believe in a lot of things. Santa Claus, magic, vampires, and even ghosts but I don't believe in luck. Good or bad.

Because I aim to be the First Lady of the shaman world... You will become Shaman King, whether you want to or not.

G]li uomini sono vigliacchi. Hanno paura di quello che non vedono e non capiscono, e per placare quella paura trovano spiegazioni senza senso. Per questo tua madre è stata uccisa. Perché lei sapeva parlare con gli oni . Allora l'hanno accusata d'essere la reincarnazione d'una volpe. Ma una volpe non si trasformerebbe mai in un essere umano. Se potesse mutare aspetto, sceglierebbe un animale.

No," said Luis, "You can't date the Lord of the Night Court." "Well, I'm not, he dumped me." "You can't get dumped by the lord of the night court." "Oh, yes, you can. You so completely can.

It's not that I want you to be a certain way--don't you want a boyfriend?" "Why bother with that? Let's find incubi." "Incubi?" "Demons. Plural. Like octopi. And we're much more likely to find them"--her voice dropped conspiratorially--"while swimming naked in the Atlantic a week before Halloween than practically anywhere else I can think of.

Startled, he loosed his grasp and she pulled free. He clutched her arm, but she spun around and pressed her mouth to his. His lips were rough, chapped. She felt the sting of fangs against her bottom lip. He made a sharp sound in the back of his throat and closed his eyes. Mouth opening under hers. The smell of him- of cold, damp stone- made her head swim. One kiss slid into another and it was perfect, was exactly right, was real.

It had a pale body and crept on all fours, with claws as long as one of her fingers.

She was unprepared for how much the way into Coldtown looked like a shoddily run DMV.

When it's done, we'll be like brothers," said the devil. "I already have a brother," Gavriel slurred. "He's dead." The devil loomed over him, his grin widening to show off sharp teeth. "As am I." Gavriel opened his mouth to shout, but drunk as he was, he began to laugh instead.

psychopomp.

why it's a scary story.

Listen," I say, my gaze going to the road, watching for headlights. "I don't know how long I have, but if Bogdana knows where you are, it's not safe. Fill your pockets with salt. Rowan berries will keep you from being glamoured by their magic. They hate cold-wrought iron. And they can't lie." I correct myself. "We. We can't lie.

Then the glaistig tells the freckled man to gather leaves. For each one in his pile, he'll get a crisp twenty-dollar bill in its place. He'll have three days to spend the money before it disappears.

Tiernan pulls a leg off the rat and chews on it delicately, while Oak helps himself to a slice of melon. I eat one of the doughnuts. "I see you there, you unnatural creature," the Thistlewitch informs me. I narrow my eyes at her. She's probably angry I took a doughnut.

But All I Am Is Magic. Unmagic. I Am Not Nothing. I Am What Is Beyond Nothing. Annihilation. I Am The Unraveler. I Can Pull Apart Magic With A Thought.

Surely these things lie on the knees of the gods.

Robert Kirk believed the fairies to be the doubles or, as he called them, the 'co-walkers' of men, which accompanied them through life, and thought that this co-walker returned to Faerie when the person died.

But I find it necessary to repeat in this particular place that the division into classes, which is so salient a part of modern demonology, had, and has, little significance for primitive man or for the peasant in a comparatively low state of mental development. To such people, spirits of all kinds - fairies, the ghosts of the dead, and even witches and water-kelpies - are all creatures of the supernatural class between which he scarcely differentiates.