#supernatural

Where got she her sullen mouth And where her swaying form? Would she live on eggs and apples When the blood of men is warm? (“The Young Witch”) ↗

— George Sterling

#horror #supernatural #witch #men

Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring. ↗

— Bram Stoker

#supernatural #welcome #supernatural

I think locality exercises strange influence over some minds. The peaceful meadow-scenery holds no lurking horrors in its bosom, but in the lonesome moorlands, full of curiously molded boulders, grotesque fancies must assail one there. Creatures seem to come, odd and ill-defined as their surroundings. As a child I had a peculiar horror of those tall, odd-shaped boulders, with seeming faces, featureless, it is true, but sometimes strangely resembling humans and animals. I believe the spinney may be haunted by something of this nature, terrible as the trees. ("The Haunted Spinney") ↗

— Elliott O'Donnell

#ghosts #horror #supernatural #nature

It is often said that science must avoid any conclusions which smack of the supernatural. ↗

— Michael Behe

#avoid #conclusions #must #often #said

This fact immediately suggested a singular event - that at some time in the distant past the universe began expanding from an extremely small size. To many people this inference was loaded with overtones of a supernatural event - the creation, the beginning of the universe. ↗

— Michael Behe

#beginning #creation #distant #event #expanding

As a musician I tell you that if you were to suppress adultery, fanaticism, crime, evil, the supernatural, there would no longer be the means for writing one note. ↗

— Georges Bizet

#crime #evil #fanaticism #i #longer

Ah, yes, superstition: it would appear to be cowardice in face of the supernatural. ↗

— Theophrastus

#appear #cowardice #face #supernatural #superstition

The doctor from the mainland came and went. Silence settled over the island again, like a displaced curtain falling back in thickened, heavier folds. For there was a different quality in the silence now. It had tasted something, rich food on which it had long been thinly rationed. Shadowy things were trooping up, called by that scent of blood, like flies that smell carrion. They were not strangers to the old house; they had been ill-fed and at a distance, now they were hungry and avid and near. ↗

— Evangeline Walton

#ghost #horro #supernatural #food

It's not a monster movie. It's a supernatural thriller. ↗

— Ed Wood

#movie #supernatural #thriller

The 27th letter has always been my favorite letter of the alphabet. But, then, I also love ghost stories, invisible beings, the supernatural, and Bigfoot. Just ask The Mythical Mr. Boo, who’s first name begins with the 27th letter. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#bigfoot #funny #ghost-stories #invisible #supernatural