One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.
... we in the light sometimes fear what is no more to be feared than the things children in the dark hold in terror and imagine will come true.
Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen, Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"
I see my face in the mirror and go, 'I'm a Halloween costume? That's what they think of me?'
I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
Bring forth the raisins and the nuts- Tonight All-Hallows' Spectre struts Along the moonlit way.
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.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon.
Halloween is huge in my house and we really get into the "spirits" of things.
Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.
Fear is nature's warning signal to get busy.
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.
Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.
Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.
I dressed up as a veterinarian for a Halloween costume party. I had the lab coat. I got a couple of stuffed animals for patients and put bandages on them.
There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills; but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling.
It’s said that All Hallows’ Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin - and whether you believe in such things or not, those roaming spirits probably believe in you, or at least acknowledge your existence, considering that it used to be their own. Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.
When I was a kid, Halloween was strictly a starchy-vegetable-only holiday, with pumpkins and Indian corn on the front stoop; there was nothing electric, nothing inflatable, nothing with latex membranes or strobes.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted.
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, But there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids.
If human beings had genuine courage, they'd wear their costumes every day of the year, not just on Halloween.
As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, Let loose upon the Earth till it be light.
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