TO WHOM LIFE IS AN EXPERIENCE TO BE CARRIED AS FAR AS POSSIBLE... I have not meant to express my thought but to help you clarify what you yourself think...
If I can't be beautiful, I want to be invisible.
I want to be a vampire. They're the coolest monsters.
I don't want your love unless you know I am repulsive, and love me even as you know it.
What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.
Monsters are born of pain, and grief, and loss, and anger. Your heart is full of them.--And?And it makes you vulnerable.
But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then.
I love zombies. If any monster could Riverdance, it would be zombies.
I will have thee, as our rarer monsters are, painted upon a pole,and underwrit: "Here you may see the tyrant, Macbeth
Sometimes, the only way to solve your problems in life, the only way to conquer your fears, is if you face them. If you face your problems, they just flee. But if you flee instead, run away from them,...
There are many monsters, oh, many!
You're wondering if you have to prey on humans, if you can survive by drinking the blood of animals or other creatures. You're hoping you won't have to kill people to live. Am I right?
When you are a Protector, in darkness you see the world through different eyes and the line between Beast and Savior is so thin, you find yourself wondering if it was ever there to begin with.The beat...
For eleven years, I've been worked over and abused in ways you can't imagine by things you don't want to know about. I've killed every kind of vile, black-souled, dead-eyed nightmare that ever made yo...
The monsters are gone.""Really?" Doubtful."I killed the monsters. That's what fathers do.
We are a race prone to monsters, she thought, and when we produce one we worship it.
All of the monsters in my head were created by people who thought they could make me a porcelain doll marionette of their own design.
Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.
Believing in God and turning into Monsters.
Blank pages are like monsters that haunt my dreams until I feed them words.