Folk Horror Quotes

“Wouldst thou like the taste of butter? A pretty dress? Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?”
― Robert Eggers, The Witch

“Avoid the moor in those hours of darkness when the powers of evil are exalted.”
― Arthur Conan Doyle

“But do you feel HELD by him, Dani? Does he feel like a HOME to you?”
― Ari Aster, Midsommar

“I am the trees and the flowers you step on. Iam the earth you walk on, the water you drink, the animals you kill. I am the mountains and the never-ending sea. I am here and everywhere else, now and forever. I am Everything.”
― Dr. Watson, When the Spring Comes

“It was odd, how everyone spoke of it, as though it were one single event. The time when the county had turned upside down and all rules of logic were discarded out of the windows of reason. It had all began when Tony Anderson was taken to the hospital for drunkenly shooting up his house. That one single night, seemed to unleash something rather otherworldly on the community. It was then that the autumn harvests began to mysteriously die and wither. It was then that hushed rumors began about deformed cattle, milk curdled and sour eggs were yielded from the chickens. When people began speaking of shadows lurking in their hallways, and voices outside of their windows at night.”
― Jaime Allison Parker, River at the World's Dawn

“The hall echoed with the grotesque sound of wet flesh being pulverized. Warm liquid splashed my hands and head; the scent of urine made my stomach churn. The sound of sharp crunching was interspersed with slurred cries. Snot-filled wails and the obscene begging for mercy peaked, leaving a bone-chilling silence.”
― AW Rene

“Mutilated rats scurried through the hall, darting between and over my Converses. They rushed toward a dead cat, which dragged its eyeball-less face across the laminate floor. Its phlegmy meow was drowned out by the wet squeaks of the dead rats as they swarmed it like a nest of ants. In a gruesome display of savagery, one of the larger rats ran off with the cat’s tail in its mouth while the others tore the rest of the body apart.”
― AW Rene

“We were left alone to starve. It was through our Mother Superior's sacrifice and the grace of our God that we survived that first winter, that we continue to survive. By what entitlement do these priests feel to come here and command us?”
― P.L. McMillan, Sisters of the Crimson Vine