Monsters Quotes

The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born; now is the time of monsters

The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.

The money turned me into a monster

Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!" Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you.

It'll be dangerous," Nyssa warned him. "Hardship, monsters, terrible suffering. Possibly none of you will come back alive." "Oh." Suddenly Leo didn't look so excited. Then he remembered everyone was watching. "I mean... Oh, cool! Suffering? I love suffering! Let's do this.

Now what sort of man or woman or monster would stroke a centipede I have ever seen? And here is my good big centipede! If such a man exists, I say kill him without more ado. He is a traitor to the human race.

Untouchability is a many-headed monster and forms, some of them so subtle as not to be easily detected.

Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust?

Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

Future historians will surely see us as having created in the media a Frankenstein monster whom no one knows how to control ordirect, and marvelthat weshould have so meekly subjected ourselves to its destructive and often malign influence.

What a chimera then is man. What a novelty! What a monster... what a contradiction, what a prodigy

Everyone carries around his own monsters.

If the hideous monster Frankenstein came face to face with the monster of marijuana he would drop dead of fright.

We are not afraid of predators, we're transfixed by them, prone to weave stories and fables and chatter endlessly about them, because fascination creates preparedness, and preparedness, survival. In a deeply tribal way, we love our monsters.

I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais!

Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters.

I beheld the wretch-the miserable monster whom I had created.

If you go through all the structures and features of this emerging European monster you will notice that it more and more resembles the Soviet Union.

We can bear up under everything, if we have only the certainty that the monster Hitler with his insatiable bloodletting and plundering will have committed soon his last shameful deed.

You have not yet learned that in this life you have to be like everyone else: the perfect mediocrity--no better, no worse. Individuality is a monster and it must be strangled in its cradle to make our friends feel comfortable.

The Television is the monster of hell.

Ingratitude is monstrous; and for the multitude to be ingrateful were to make a monster of the multitude; of which we being members, should bring ourselves to be monstrous members.

Migration gives a blank cheque to put anything you don't feel like addressing in the memory hold. No neighbours can go against the monster narrative of your family.

But how did you know where we were?" Annabeth asked. Advanced planning, my dear. I figured you would wash up near Miami if you made it out of the Sea of Monsters alive. Almost everything strange washes up near Miami.

I've got a Range Rover and a little Mercedes. I normally drive my Range Rover because I feel like a monster in it. Nobody messes with me.

Reflecting on these complex relationships between reader and story, fiction and life, can constitute a form of therapy against the sleep of reason, which generates monsters.

The ocean, whose tides respond, like women's menses, to the pull of the moon, the ocean which corresponds to the amniotic fluid in which human life begins, the ocean on whose surface vessels (personified as female) can ride but in whose depth sailors meet their death and monsters conceal themselves... it is unstable and threatening as the earth is not; it spawns new life daily, yet swallows up lives; it is changeable like the moon, unregulated, yet indestructible and eternal.

A thinking woman sleeps with monsters.

I'm just a bleeping maniac in straight clothing. There's no reason to dress my monster up.

Fanaticism is a monster that pretends to be the child of religion

There is no denying that Hitler and Stalin are alive today... they are waiting for us to forget, because this is what makes possible the resurrection of these two monsters.

I have found it an amusing strategy, when asked whether I am an atheist, to point out that the questioner is also an atheist when considering Zeus, Apollo, Amon Ra, Mithras, Baal, Thor, Wotan, the Golden Calf and the Flying Spaghetti Monster. I just go one god further.

The English language is rather like a monster accordion, stretchable at the whim of the editor, compressible ad lib.

When a monster stopped behaving like a monster, did it stop being a monster? Did it become something else?

A monster is a person who has stopped pretending.

Religion has really spawned some monsters. It always has, historically. Go all the way back to the Inquisition, you know, the Crusades, the Jehad and so on.

The GH50L is a monster of an amp. It's refreshing to play an amplifier that is loaded with tone but without unnecessary bells and whistles. Raw and powerful.

The bank is something more than men, I tell you. It's the monster. Men made it, but they can't control it.

Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?

I’m always looking for the monster. Not even just in horror. I want them in everything. Just give me the monsters. Logical conclusions don’t satisfy. Monsters satisfy, absolutely.

I am able to play monsters well. I understand monsters. I understand madmen.

A monster lies in wait in me,a stew of wounds and misery.But fiercer still in life and limb,the me that lies in wait in him

It is clear that the individual who persecutes a man, his brother, because he is not of the same opinion, is a monster.

Sure the world breeds monsters, but kindness grows just as wild.

We cannot, of course, disprove God, just as we can't disprove Thor, fairies, leprechauns, and the Flying Spaghetti Monster. But, like those other fantasies that we can't disprove, we can say that God is very, very improbable.

It is not the slumber of reason that engenders monsters, but vigilant and insomniac rationality

I may be a lunatic, but then, wasn't my lunacy caused by a monster that lurks at the bottom of every human mind? Those who call me a madman and spurn me may become lunatics tomorrow. They harbor the same monster.

Art alone develops weaklings, science alone, monsters. Somewhere, somehow, we must combine the two.

There is nothing in the world I hold in greater horror than to see a body moving against its head: and I shall be very careful notto ally myself with such a monster.

I've always felt that the real horror is next door to us, that the scariest monsters are our neighbors.