#horro

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

— Jimmy Buffett

#humor #humor

Julian tried to keep a pleasant smile on his face, though already it felt strained. He was uncomfortable with people who used the word blessed as a part of their everyday speech. The implication was that God was intervening in the minutiae of their lives, hanging around and helping them with their jobs or children or household chores as though He had nothing better to do. Maybe it was true, Julian thought wryly. Maybe that was why there were wars and murders and earthquakes and hurricanes. God was too busy helping real estate agents find new listings to deal with those other issues. ↗

— Bentley Little

#horror #humor #religion #business

But sometimes i have to ask myself this question. its true that to us his imaginings are nothing but the inventions of a busy mind. But to him, there simply is no other reality. Further more, he is happy there, so why, I ask myself, why in the name of healing him must we drag him painfully into the world of our own reality?' - Doctor's Memo ↗

— Sadamu Yamashita

#psychological-thriller #business

Death in the horror movies is when the monsters get you. ↗

— Stephen King

#horror-movies #pyschosis #death

If you let something scare you to death, then the worst has happened. ↗

— D.E. Athkins

#horror #humor #death

My feelings for Raphael are mine, and mine alone. I loved him, and that is all anyone needs to know. The rest is no business of any man's. ↗

— John Connolly

#fairy-tales #gruesome #horror #business

I don't know where we are, but we'll soon find our way home!" Le avventure di Pinocchio ↗

— Nancy B. Brewer

#horror #mystery-suspense #home

Physical reality is one of the biggest horror movies of all, and you know how we love horror movies. ↗

— Thaddeus Golas

#horror-movies #ilusion #reality #love

I live in different worlds. One world where I perform my duty as a part of society. My favorite is my world. The writing's world. ↗

— Ria Tumimomor

#horror #short-stories #love

They told of dripping stone walls in uninhabited castles and of ivy-clad monastery ruins by moonlight, of locked inner rooms and secret dungeons, dank charnel houses and overgrown graveyards, of footsteps creaking upon staircases and fingers tapping at casements, of howlings and shriekings, groanings and scuttlings and the clanking of chains, of hooded monks and headless horseman, swirling mists and sudden winds, insubstantial specters and sheeted creatures, vampires and bloodhounds, bats and rats and spiders, of men found at dawn and women turned white-haired and raving lunatic, and of vanished corpses and curses upon heirs. ↗

— Susan Hill

#ghosts #gothic #graveyards #horror #ruins