It feels as though Tony’s a ghost, a wisp of someone I once loved, or never loved at all and thought was someone else. I don’t feel anything, not even when he fucks me. I...

This is another dream, isn’t it?””Perceive it as you like. I’ve been trying to tell you things, but you’re allowing the dark things-him-to invade your thoughts and feelings.

There are some beliefs and places in this city that are incomprehensible to some-hell-to most, and it’s best to leave them alone.

Be safe on this wicked night.

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn.In his house at R’lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.

A horrible end is better than endless horror.

He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart.

You know how sometimes you tell yourself that you have a choice, but really you don’t have a choice? Just because there are alternatives doesn’t mean they apply to you.

…Don’t be surprised, and I say it darkly, do not be surprised if you lose your Luke in this cause; perhaps Mrs. Dudley has not yet had her own mid morning snack, and she is...

Bruises and dried blood covered her face, giving the illusion of chicken pox.

Despite their displays of bravado, young boys can be peculiarly susceptible to atmosphere(“Between Four Yews”)

What do you want?”She doesn’t answer him, staring cold and blank through those stark white bars, and then she was scrambling toward him across the floor, making him press flat against the wall to get...

For he felt about the whole affair the touch somewhere of a great Outer Horror – and his scattered powers had not as yet had time to collect themselves into a definite attitude of fighting...

Sometimes good people do bad things.

If that other fellow doesn’t know his happiness, well, he’d better look for it soon, or he’ll have to deal with me.

The crow cawed again overhead, and a strong sea wind came in and burst through the trees, making the green pine needles shake themselves all over the place. That sound always gave me goose bumps,...

The truth of the matter is 200 points is orderly. I think 900 is going to be a horror show. I don’t want to be in that day.

You could say that they were sweet, or you could say that they were something out of a horror movie.

Eu só sonho horrores hilários.

I have a new nickname for Dottie. She’s now the Crazy Whisperer.

Bunch together a group of people deliberately chosen for strong religious feelings, and you have a practical guarantee of dark morbidities expressed in crime, perversion, and insanity.

There was one moment of intersection, when the topic of hate-watching came up. “Why do you watch TV shows–and keep watching them–if you don’t like them?” Terrence asked.Simple: Some days, all you have is gazing...

Monsters are beasts that cannot be tamed.

Io ero già tutto preso dalla porta e dalla brutta sensazione che mi aveva creato fin dal principio. Era una porta ad arco di fattura toscana, laccata di bianco, elegante e del tutto in sintonia...

WANNA YOU WANNA WEENIE ME?” The end kind of trailed off in a shrill, choking warble.

Dreading dusk, fearing night, praying for dawn.

I am a big scaredy-cat; horror films terrify me.

Science, the agent that once promised to eradicate the supernatural, had, through the nuclear threat, resurrected it. Magic was not exactly alive, but it was surely undead.

Even though we all know something,There is a lot more to it.

We did a Tarotcard reading. She told me different things, most of them depressing andworth forgetting. But what I’ll always remember is her prediction of mydeath, and how I’d become a kind of ghost, ‘wandering’...

The dead are the past and we cannot escape the past. Without the past there will be no future.

I went for the door and opened it, not wanting to see how much this corpse was willing to destroy to get into my bedroom. His body probably would’ve crumbled to pieces before he got...

It was a soulless gaze, burning with a wild hatred that shouldn’t be there in anyone who could call themselves a parent.

Observando a mi alrededor y escuchando a mis vecinos jamás pude oír hablar de un ser semejante a mí. ,Era, por lo tanto, un monstruo, una criatura de la que todos se alejarían con repugnancia...

She stared at her face in the mirror, feeling everything around her slipping away. The face stared back, and she wondered who was looking at her.

He reached the ground floor and flung the door open, fleeing into the street. He glanced back and saw that she wasn’t following, so he slowed to a halt. His pulse raced. The entranceway was...

A kiss is such an amazing thing — So simple, so complex. The only human act that gives while it receives. Mouth to mouth, it almost seems the eating of one another. Maybe that’s all...

Stare at him,” said Ghost. “They won’t bite you if you keep staring at them.”Steve backed away. “They bite?”Not really. They hiss at you, mostly. The only time geese are ever dangerous is when you...

We are born. We die. Somewhere in between we live. And how we live is up to us. That’s it.

Her voice was small and distant, like she’d already left the room.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

Thank you! Most people don’t notice me!”I turned back to her and smiled, our eyes locked. Her glasses were thick, and they magnified her eyes several times. It was strange looking at them, but I...

Rena: Come on. Who was that man?Keiichi: I-I don’t know him!Rena: Liar. What were you talking about?Keiichi: S-S-Something that doesn’t have anything to do with you!Rena: Oh…Ah-ha-ha. Oh. So it has nothing to do with...

The Element of Surprise is their in every day,It’s when you wake up.

You have the right to remain silent,’ the big cop said in his robot’s voice. ‘If you do not choose to remain silent, anything you say may be used against you in a court of...

It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed in the reeking rot without the dominance of...

Of all the problems and complications in my life, I had not expected love to be one of them.

He looked up at the round, stained glass window in front of him, a blurred kaleidoscope backlit in the morning sun. It glowed. The color of heaven. Of her hair. He sat back and cracked...

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.

No, you will never been tamed, you are a monster, the eternal wild one. I often wonder where you came from, only someone with something to hide has such a cloudy beginnings. Who are you?...