Here beneath the towering pines, by the river blueFarragut will ever stand, alma mater true

Innocents will be caught up in your maelstrom, their lives torn apart. People you have never met, and will never know will die beneath your shadow if you do not stop. You tear the galaxy...

It touched me to be trusted with something terrible.

It’s this place. Whatever darkness came to the island, it’s here to stay. Stick around long enough and it gets inside your skin, into your cells, like an infection.

There are horrors beyond life’s edge that we do not suspect, and once in a while man’s evil prying calls them just within our range.

Their faces were contorted with a horror only known to those who have silenced their consciences.

There isn’t.

The book is that is the good one is Woodsong and we are trying to finish it.

Our little tribal circles, bound by social contracts and selfish mutual need. Everyone working in their own greedy self-interests and huddling together with their tribe, at war with all those outside who they regard as...

I’m not a director to make an action or horror film. That’s not for me.

There are people in the world, who are just wrong, and then there are the masses of population that are right, or at the very least they lie in the veil of between. I on...

Either the gates of hell had opened, or Tom had lost his mind; for there could be nothing like this entity outside the precincts of the damned, except in the fevered fantasies of a raving...

Every time when you think,Think about every first 20 seconds of your best Moments in your life time.

Automatically, like all healthy, normal beings, I deny the existence of horror…

My goal is that Julie and Brody do not become the other’s half. They should be two wholes that become a greater one. That is the only way to overcome evil in the end.

The images start to darken and she feels another hunger well up in her, this one having to do with another kind of desire. The desire to feed, to possess, and the aggressive thrill of...

The day we forget the horror, Sam, we will repeat it. Never forget your past. It will make you less human, less than human.

The blessings of the devil is the beginning of dread.

She stared at the phone, feeling guilty. She finally slid across the overstuffed Pleather couch and away from watching old episodes of The Twilight Zone. She was free tonight, apparently, so she might as well...

Simon shook his head. ‘I don’t want to be a hero. I’d rather abandon the technology altogether, sit on a hill and speak to my neighbours by smoke-signal.

My mother always told me you could make her smile.

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.

This place is Hell’s waiting room.

For an instant I saw before me the young girl this used to be.

The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground.

Here Mickey, smell this and see if it’s still good,” and I open it and take a whiff before noticing the fuzz. Like that.

Losers are not necessary in this world.

As we travel in time and on Equator, we will find our souls and then move in time towards time.

Deep inside her (ih her harrowed soul) she felt a glowing ember of fury at the man responsible for this. Tha man who had put her in this position. She looked at the pistol lying...

Is this how humanity waves good-bye?Hell no.

It’s not nice to think of children growing up like mushrooms, in the dark.

Just one pit stop, Rae. One pit stop that won’t even take an hour. Then it’s over. It’s finally over.

The White Hand did not fry all the brain. He fried somefrom the right hemisphere and some from the left. Theremaining brain, The White Hand wrapped in tin foil,carefully. Tomorrow is, after all, another day,...

And then I saw her, who I could have only assumed with Aura Tsang, a very petite women, with the exotic features of those you associate with an Asian background complete with slick dark hair...

Crazy got nothin on us” Neesa

They want to be stimulated. They want to read something that can get under their skin and hang out there for a while.

When asked what profession they like least, most people will give the obvious answer: clowns.

Lilith came to Longinus in the night, as she often did, and the darkness of the cave was filled with the lustful sounds of their passionate couplings. Afterwards, as he lay back with his eyes...

Sometimes the truth is so bizarre and mind bending that it must be presented as fiction to be accepted.George SaundersThe Bookseller

Lo tocó como nunca antes se había atrevido a hacerlo, acariciando su cuerpo con la punta de los dedos muy, muy suavemente, recorriendo la piel levantada como una mujer ciega leyendo braille.

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.

Before they knew it, Ormsby Island would become a paranormal attraction like Waverly Hills or Houghton Mansion or the Whaley House. The place would be crawling with people anxious to catch a ghost on camera...

Damn it, it wasn’t quite fresh enough!

You’ll never see us coming.

A skillful literary artist has constructed a tale. If wise, he has not fashioned his thoughts to accommodate his incidents; but having conceived, with deliberate care, a certain unique or single effect to be wrought...

The dark dangerous forest is still there, my friends. Beyond the space of the astronauts and the astronomers, beyond the dark, tangled regions of Freudian and Jungian psychiatry, beyond the dubious psi-realms of Dr. Rhine,...

If I did not believe in life, if I were to lose faith in the woman I love, if I were to lose faith in the order of things, even if I were to become...

Soon, we’ll be together forever.” Everything faded to black once more, and the woman stopped breathing. All was silent and still.

See you later.”2. Step outside.3. Close the door.I don’t want to, really. I want to go back inside and believe Gordon’s words,like a child believing in a fairy tale, and I want to escape this...

Many veterans feel guilty because they lived while others died. Some feel ashamed because they didn’t bring all their men home and wonder what they could have done differently to save them. When they get...