monsters Quotes

“I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass.The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass.”

“Something has crept, or has been driven out of dark waters under the mountains. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world.”

“I must rest here a moment, even if all the orcs ever spawned are after us.”

“‘Not a sound but the wind,’ he said. ‘There are no goblins near, or my ears are made of wood.’”

“Rising Crete against their shore appears. There too, in living sculpture, might be seen The mad affection of the Cretan queen; Then how she cheats her bellowing lover’s eye; The rushing leap, the doubtful progeny, The lower part a beast, a man above, The monument of their polluted love.”

“You’re making us out to be monsters.”

“It was against the rules for normal people-human people like me and Charlie- to know about the clandestine world full of myths and monsters that existed secretly around us.”

“Monsters come in all shapes and sizes. Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren’t.”

“Oh, monsters are scared . . . That’s why they’re monsters.”

“He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.”

“How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.”

“The monster smiled. It was a ghastly sight. If I must force my way in, it said, I will do so happily.”

“Don’t be stupid,” he told himself. “You’re too old for monsters.”

[I]t is evidently a gigantic narwhal, and an electric one.

“Yep, they’re no-neck monsters, all no-neck people are monsters”

“Our innocence had been replaced by fear and we had become monsters. There was nothing we could do about it.”

“The really bad monsters never look like monsters.”

″[Steve] is writing the word Monster over and over again. A white hand (O’BRIEN’s) takes the pencil from his hand and crosses out all the Monsters.”

“War makes monsters of us all.”

“The monsters of the mind are far worse than those that actually exist.”

“The real world is where the monsters are.”

“They are monsters, Malorie thinks. But she knows they are more than this. They are infinity.”

“Leonardo tried very hard to be scary.”

“We are all monsters because we are letting it happen.”

“And he wasn’t just plain weird like Hector.”

“He wasn’t big like Eleanor.”

“And the monster gave it all he had.”

“Then Leonardo made a very bid decision.”

“He didn’t have 1,642 teeth, like Tony.”

“Instead of being a terrible monster, he would become a wonderful friend.”

“Leonardo researched until he found the perfect candidate...”

“But that didn’t mean that he couldn’t try to scare his friend every now and then.”

Honor Brown hates, absolutely hates school. It’s horrible--there are monsters and petrifying teachers. The students are crooks and pirates and everyone is so mean! They throw them out of windows and make them walk on glass. It’s so, so horrible, but what happens when it’s over?

“But he didn’t believe in supernatural monsters. He shivered. He hoped they didn’t believe in him.”

“He thought of the deep crevasses and windy caves of Underlay, and the stories of the creatures that dwelt there. Of course, he didn’t believe in them. He’d told them, because the handing on of an oral mythology was very important to a developing culture, but he didn’t believe in supernatural monsters. He shivered. He hoped they didn’t believe in him.”

“Monsters like her are very jealous of those who are beautiful.”

“Men like Torik- good men- see what these creatures could be: women and girls, mothers and daughters. But I can only see them as they are: monsters and beasts, creatures and devils.”

“It was night when the Nargun began to leave. Deep down below the plunging walls of a gorge it stirred uneasily. It dragged its slow weight to the mouth of its den; its long, wandering journey had begun.”

“I don’t think they’re sick at all, I think they just let hate eat them up and turn them into monsters.”