Classic Horror Quotes

“The difficulty with Poe is not figuring out which of his stories rise to the level required of this collection, but rather which of his stories to exclude from it.”
― Andrew Barger, The Best Horror Short Stories 1800-1849: A Classic Horror Anthology

“The museum may lose things,” I said, “but it never throws them away.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“He rolled the syllables of my name out of his mouth as if they were at once contemptible and marvelous.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“I suppose she was pretty-at least everyone seemed to think so-but her mouth was small and ungenerous, and her eyes was hard. Her voice was high-pitched and always rather breathless, and she lisped slightly. The quality of her voice was childlike, innocent, and that was a deception worthy of the Serpent in Eden.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“I could see her blush, even through her tan, but her eyes were steady and unapologetic.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“I do not like children. I do not know how to speak to them. They frightened and confused me when I was a child myself, and they frighten and confuse me now that I am an adult.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“Asking why the creature had chosen to give me its bone was pointless. My foolish and unwilling foray into necromancy had made me attractive to such things, as a magnetic is attractive to iron.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“I felt as if I walked inside a cold shadow, a shadow cast by bricks and mortar.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“Old incompetence is incompetence still.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“The room looked exactly as it had looked when I left the Siddons house for good at the age of eighteen, as if the intervening years had never happened, as if my escape had been nothing but a dream.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“I thought of the boy I had been, his murderous, pent-up hatred, of his strange, silent green glass maelstorm of wrath.”
― Sarah Monette, The Bone Key: The Necromantic Mysteries of Kyle Murchison Booth

“An odd sensation rushed through her body. Her head grew light, and a peculiar pleasure imbued her mind. In the demon’s eyes a promise was held. Her days had been filled with misfortune; enduring adversity had made her tired. The lure was too enticing, and she followed. - Ch 2 The Darkness of Judith”
― Helen Mihajlovic