Horror Quotes

Horror Quote of the day

Invitation to Dance-It’s a Dance. And sometimes they turn the lights off in this ballroom.But we’ll dance anyway, you and I. Even in the Dark. Especially in the Dark.May I have the pleasure?

All kinds of magic are out of date and done away with, except in India, where nothing changes in spite of the shiny, top-scum stuff that people call 'civilization.

Swear to me swear to me that if it isn't dead you'll all come back.

I am your number one fan.

He supposed that even in Hell, people got an occasional sip of water, if only so they could appreciate the full horror of unrequited thirst when it set in again.

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up

Lover, " she whispers, and closes her eyes.It falls upon her.Love is like dying.

It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

stop now before i kill youa word to the wise from your friendPENNYWISE

Good luck is just bad luck with its hair combed.

A true god surely cannot have been born of a girl, nor died on the gibbet, nor be eaten in a piece of dough... [or inspired] books, filled with contradictions, madness, and horror.

The things a man sees when he ain't got a gun.--Watson the Caretaker

I knew there were no ghosts in there, but on the other hand, what if there were?

the people are the biggesthorror show on earth, have been forcenturies.

O all you host of heaven! O earth! What else?And shall I couple Hell?

Silently we went round and round, And through each hollow mindThe memory of dreadful thingsRushed like a dreadful wind, And horror stalked before each man, And terror crept behind.

Until that afternoon in October four years ago, I hadn't known dogs could scream.

There was something awesome in the thought of the solitary mortal standing by the open window and summoning in from the gloom outside the spirits of the nether world.

It's not the books by Stephen King that I read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

Never will you talk to me like that again.