Supernatural Quotes


Terror made me cruel . . .

Wuthering Heights

Emily Brontë

Wuthering Heights

I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

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

Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.

And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.

Urban survival rule 22: Never annoy an armed man.

Bitten

Kelley Armstrong

Bitten

He was trying to tell me something."
Derek snorted. "Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.

He smiled at that, and then his gaze shifted to a spot over my shoulder and it faded. 'These doubts wouldn’t have anything to do with the company you’re keeping of late, would they?'
I didn’t get a chance to answer before the shop door was thrown open and a furious war mage stomped in. Pritkin spotted me and his eyes narrowed.
'You shaved my legs?!'
Mircea looked at me and folded his arms across his chest. I looked from one unhappy face to the other and suddenly remembered that I had somewhere else to be.

Curse the Dawn

Karen Chance

Curse the Dawn

His eyes were frighteningly alive, the curve of his mouth savage and pleased. It suddenly didn't seem at all surprising that he should be able to pull things from his dreams.
In that moment, Blue was a little in love with all of them. Their magic. Their quest. Their awfulness and strangeness. Her raven boys.

The Dream Thieves

Maggie Stiefvater

The Dream Thieves

Plan B?' Ivy said. 'What is plan B?'
Jenks reddened. 'Grab the fish and run like hell,' he muttered, and I almost giggled.

Fiction    Ivy    Jenks    Rachel morgan    Romance    Supernatural    Vampire

I got swirling eyes and the capacity to shatter windows with my bare voice. Tod got teleportation and invisibility. The supernatural world is so far from fair.

My Soul to Keep

Rachel Vincent

My Soul to Keep

Demons are like obedient dogs; they come when they are called.

How come when mortals want things, their only option is to make a deal with Hell and sell their soul? Why can’t they make deals with God in exchange for good behavior?"
It was another of those rare moments when I’d surprised Carter. I waited for the glib answer I’d mentioned to Seth, something along the lines of goodness being its own reward. The angel considered for several seconds. "Humans make those deals all the time," he said finally. "They just don’t make them with God."
"Then who are they making them with?" I exclaimed.
"Themselves.

Succubus Heat

Richelle Mead

Succubus Heat
Angels    Fiction    Georgina    God    Paranormal    Romance    Succubus    Supernatural

We need not take refuge in supernatural gods to explain our saints and sages and heroes and statesmen, as if to explain our disbelief that mere unaided human beings could be that good or wise.

Disbelief    Explain    Gods    Good    Heroes    Sages    Statesmen    Supernatural    Superstition    Wisdom    Wise

To sustain the belief that there is no God, atheism has to demonstrate infinite knowledge, which is tantamount to saying, I have infinite knowledge that there is no being in existence with infinite knowledge

I try to be a good cop. I try to be a good little soldier and follow orders up to a point. But in the end I’m not really a cop, or a soldier. I am a legally sanctioned murderer. I am the Executioner.

Skin Trade

Laurell K. Hamilton

Skin Trade

One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies.
They’re straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won’t die.

Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck.

Dead Witch Walking

Kim Harrison

Dead Witch Walking

But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show of thought, my itchy-witch.' Al’s smile shifted, becoming lighter. 'And now you will live to possibly regret it.

there are three kinds of people in the world: those who don't know and don't know they don't know; those who don't know and do know they don't know; and those who know and know how much they still don't know.

Bloodfever

Karen Marie Moning

Bloodfever

Reason, Observation and Experience — the Holy Trinity of Science — have taught us that happiness is the only good; that the time to be happy is now, and the way to be happy is to make others so. This is enough for us. In this belief we are content to live and die. If by any possibility the existence of a power superior to, and independent of, nature shall be demonstrated, there will then be time enough to kneel. Until then, let us stand erect.

On the Gods and Other Essays

Robert G. Ingersoll

On the Gods and Other Essays
Belief    Content    Experience    Happiness    Holy trinity    Hope    Inspiration    Nature    Observation    Reason    Science    Supernatural    Trinity

Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

Skin Trade

Laurell K. Hamilton

Skin Trade

Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?

Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.

Jenks enthusiastically leaned against the counter and opened the box. Bypassing the plastic knife, he broke off about a third of it and took a huge bite. Ivy watched, appalled, and I shrugged. His mouth moving as he hummed, Jenks finished unpacking the sacks. I was half dead, Ivy was whoring herself to keep me safe, but Jenks was okay as long as he had chocolate.

Fiction    Humor    Pixy    Romance    Supernatural    Vampire

Not really hungry."
"She’ll eat." Pritkin said curtly.
"I said —"
"If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation."
"I eat plenty."
"The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however."
"I’ll have a sandwich," I told Nick. "No meat.

Embrace the Night

Karen Chance

Embrace the Night

You think you're funny?
I think I'm adorable.

Dean, you've been to Hell, I started the Apocalypse, and we're supposed to be possessed by an archangel and the devil. Now you're being skeptical?

Great. I'd been dumped in Hell's waiting room.

Touch the Dark

Karen Chance

Touch the Dark

The charm of horror only tempts the strong

It's poor judgment', said Grandpa 'to call anything by a name. We don't know what a hobgoblin or a vampire or a troll is. Could be lots of things. You can't heave them into categories with labels and say they'll act one way or another. That'd be silly. They're people. People who do things. Yes, that's the way to put it. People who *do* things.

You had this all planned, didn’t you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn’t as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried.

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, beyond the areas policed by the commissars and priests and motivations-research men, far, far beyond the mad, beat, half-hysterical laughter... the utterly unknown still is and the eerie and ghostly lurk, as much wrapped in mystery as ever.

The many men, so beautiful!
And they all dead did lie:
And a thousand thousand slimy things
Lived on; and so did I.

Death    Poetry    Sea    Supernatural

I dodged behind Mac for cover and refused to take the bait. I glanced at my nonexistent watch. 'Oops, look at the time. Guess I have to be going now. Let's not do this again sometime, okay?'
Before I could move, Pritkin was there, jamming the medallion into the skin of my upper arm.'Ow!'He looked at me expectantly. I glared at him. 'That hurt!'
What do you see?'
A big red mark,

Claimed By Shadow

Karen Chance

Claimed By Shadow

Saving people, hunting things, the family business.

I kissed Ryan, and it charged him up like a freaking Duracell.

The most temptation I'd experienced had been with Tomas, the Senate's spy who had been feeding off me without permission, and Mircea, who was probably plotting some nefarious scheme. I have no taste in men.

Touch the Dark

Karen Chance

Touch the Dark

I knew then that I would devote every minute we had left together to making her happy, to repairing the pain I had caused her and returning to her what I never known how to give her. These pages will be our memory until she drows her last breath in my arms and I take her forever and escape at last to a place where neither heaven nor hell will ever be able to find us.

20th century    Adventure    Angel s game    Art    Barcelona    Books about books    Carlos ruiz zafón    Dark fantasy    Death    Devotion    El juego del angel    Epic fantasy    Evermore    Faith    Fantasy    Freedom    Goth    Gothic    Gothic romance    Happyness    Heaven    Hell    Hnowledge    Humor    Inspirational    Jocul ingerului    Life    Love    Memories    Pain    Philosophy    Romance    Supernatural    Thriller    Tibidabo    Truth    Wisdom    World war    Writing    Zafon

I've never even been to Long Island

Jinx

Meg Cabot

Jinx

We ask only to be reassured
About the noises in the cellar
And the window that should not have been open

A serious adult story must be true to something in life. Since marvel tales cannot be true to the events of life, they must shift their emphasis towards something to which they can be true; namely, certain wistful or restless moods of the human spirit, wherein it seeks to weave gossamer ladders of escape from the galling tyranny of time, space, and natural law.

Why should not a writer be permitted to make use of the levers of fear, terror and horror because some feeble soul here and there finds it more than it can bear? Shall there be no strong meat at table because there happen to be some guests there whose stomachs are weak, or who have spoiled their own digestions?

It's about time! It's supposed to be a ritual, not a marathon.

Claimed By Shadow

Karen Chance

Claimed By Shadow

Desires are what can most easily ruin us, lovely.

Boy    Cardew    Danger    Dangerous    Desire    Desires    Difficult    Easily    Easy    Forbid    Forbidden    Forbidden love    Freya    Girl    Goth    Gothic    Gothic romance    Hurt    Impossible    Impossible love    In love    Longing    Love    Loved    Lovely    Mysterious    Mystery    Passion    Passionate    Relationship    Relationships    Romance    Romantic    Sexy    Sin    Sinful    Sins    Supernatural    Suspense    Thirst    Want    Wish    Yearn    Young adult

There are several cats smoothly moving about, which helped me greatly to relax, for I have always felt that no house is wholly bad where there are cats, and conversely, where there are several cats, a house is bound to be wonderfully charming.

How did you hear about that?'
'Are you kidding me? So far, I had that runt Kyle-'
'I hate him. I hate all vamps. That complete toad, Michael-'
'-tell me you were pregnant by a vamp-'
'kidnnaped me and-Kyle said WHAT?'
'and then a member of the Domi shows up and informs me-'
'The Domi sent someone HERE?'
'-that you're actually pregnant by the late king of the Fey.'
'Late?!' Heidar squeaked.

Basarab    Damphir    Dorina    Fey    Fiction    Humor    Mage    Magic    Supernatural    Urban fantasy    Vampire

The Celt, and his cromlechs, and his pillar-stones, these will not change much – indeed, it is doubtful if anybody at all changes at any time. In spite of hosts of deniers, and asserters, and wise-men, and professors, the majority still are adverse to sitting down to dine thirteen at a table, or being helped to salt, or walking under a ladder, of seeing a single magpie flirting his chequered tale. There are, of course, children of light who have set their faces against all this, although even a newspaperman, if you entice him into a cemetery at midnight, will believe in phantoms, for everyone is a visionary, if you scratch him deep enough. But the Celt, unlike any other, is a visionary without scratching.

Celtic    Celts    Folklore    Ireland    Irish    Supernatural    Superstition    Unknown

When good Americans die, they go to Paris,' the ghost said, after taking a drag on a small cigarette.
But you’re not dead. I suppose the question must be, are you good?

Embrace the Night

Karen Chance

Embrace the Night

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