Men say that in this midnight hour, The disembodièd have power To wander as it liketh them, By wizard oak and fairy stream.
Red serpents, fiery forms, and yelling hags, fit company for mad adventurers.
Darkness belongs to the dead, the ungodly and the demons that lurk in our minds.
Ghouls just want to have fun!
Just a little witch on high She’ll tell you that your love is nigh Your fortune on Hallowe’en when told My secret will the witch unfold.
One of the things I like best about the Halloween show is that I change outfits about six times in the show. It is a lot of fun to play the different characters.
Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight make me a child again just for to-night!
Elizabeth Akers Allen
I do think the story in Halloween 5 is a bit stupid, and there’s a lot more blood. They’re obviously going to take the Halloween series in a different direction.
At the end of the first Halloween, when I shot 6 bullets into Michael Myers, John Carpenter said, Let’s get a shot of you looking out of the window and seeing no one lying there.
Forget love – I’d rather fall in chocolate!
Attributed to Sandra J. Dykes
Double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Bring forth the raisins and the nuts- Tonight All-Hallows’ Spectre struts Along the moonlit way.
John Kendrick Bangs
There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
Hanging out with my ghoul friends!
The idea of dying and coming back is what makes the Halloween films work.
Everyone is a moon and has a dark side, which he never shows to anybody.
As I was going up the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today…Oh, how I wish he’d go away.
As a kid, there are some things you looked forward to. You looked forward to Charlie Brown during Halloween and you looked forward to Monday Night Football.
May your left ear wither and fall into your right pocket.
Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
Edgar Allan Poe
Death may be the greatest of all human blessings.
By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.
When I was a kid I got busted for throwing a rock through a car window and egging a house on Halloween.
In Halloween, I viewed the characters as simply normal teenagers. Laurie, Jamie Lee’s character, was shy and somewhat repressed. And Michael Myers, the killer, is definitely repressed. They have certain similarities.
May you wander over the face of the earth forever, never sleep twice in the same bed, never drink water twice from the same well, and never cross the same river twice in a year.
Traditional Gypsy Curse
Hold on, man. We don’t go anywhere with “scary,” “spooky,” “haunted,” or “forbidden” in the title.
If a man harbors any sort of fear, it makes him landlord to a ghost.
My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open…
To suffering there is a limit; to fearing, none.
Sir Francis Bacon
For me, writing something in the spirit of Halloween is like Mother Teresa writing on charity and sacrifice. It’s just second nature to me.
Once in a young lifetime one should be allowed to have as much sweetness as one can possibly want and hold.
Ask not what your Pumpkin can do for you, ask what you can do for your pumpkin.
The devil’s voice is sweet to hear.
Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased with tales, so is the other.
Sir Francis Bacon
A word of advice, though sorely needed, Goes in danger of being unheeded.
A thousand fearful images and dire suggestions glance along the mind when it is moody and discontented with itself. Command them to stand and show themselves, and you presently assert the power of reason over imagination.
Sir Walter Scott
Nothing beats a haunted moonlit night on All Hallows Eve.
Carve out some good times this Halloween!
The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.
H. P. Lovecraft
Last year was the first time I actually participated in Halloween. I dressed up as a pimp, and my sister was my bitch. We had to walk down Sunset Boulevard because we couldn’t get a ride to the party, and everyone was sticking their heads out of their cars and yelling at us. It was great.
Charlie Brown is the one person I identify with. C.B. is such a loser. He wasn’t even the star of his own Halloween special.
Demons are a ghoul’s best friend.
Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth– more than ruin, more even than death.
When I was a kid my family was really poor and I remember one Halloween I wanted to dress up really scary and my parents came home with a duck costume. I wore that costume for years! I hated it.
Look, there’s no metaphysics on earth like chocolates.
Do zombies eat popcorn with their fingers? No, they eat the fingers separately…
Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
A woman drew her long black hair out tight and fiddled whisper music on those strings and bats with baby faces in the violet light whistled, and beat their wings and crawled head downward down a blackened wall….
Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.
When does a skeleton laugh? When something tickles his funny bone
A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
A Name on the Wind, A Face from the Past, A Voice long un-heard shall be heard at last!
That’s why we’re doing this, to defend our traditions a little. I don’t have anything against Halloween, but it’s not our tradition.
Hobgoblins know the proper way to dance: Arms akimbo, loopy legs askew, Leaping into darkness with delight, Lusting for the ecstasy of fright, Open to the charm of horrors new….
Her voice is thin and her moan is high, And her cackling laugh or her barking cold Bring terror to the young and old. O Molly, Molly, Molly Means Lean is the ghost of Molly Means.
Margaret Abigail Walker