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Never apologize for who you are and what you do and more especially never apologize for dreaming big even if they don’t come true. Many will criticize you and call you names but hey it’s your life, it’s your dream. Make it happen.
— Bernard Kelvin Clive, EnjoyLife 360 - Simple Secrets to a Happier Fulfilling Life!
You can shoo people away in real life, but not when they force their way in through the dream door.
— Donna Lynn Hope
We know how to dream beautifully! And in our dreams we are always extraordinarily active! We cross oceans, found colonies, introduce ideal governments, and die as Kings or at least Presidents of Republics! In actual life, however, we groan, we are miserable, and we greatly resent being obliged to bother about going to the Bank, in order to receive the interest of the capital acquired for us by our more energetic ancestors.
— Aimée Dostoyevsky, The Emigrant
I had a dream about you. I licked your cone of ice cream. It was envelope flavored.
— Melody Sohayegh, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you. It happened during the day. You used a pencil to erase the ink I wrote over the chalkboard since the professor told me 7 + 4 didn't equal 10. You were really cool about it; in fact, you handed me a bucket of ice. Apparently I needed to chill out.
— Melody Sohayegh, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you last week. It was October 31, 2002 and we met at a Halloween party. You came dressed as yourself; I knew you’ve been hiding your true self all this time.
— Rodney  Jenkins
I had a dream about you last night... and found out that friends are a label we love to use, but usually it's just a nice word for "acquaintance.
— Marshall Ramsay, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you the other day. I woke up and realized it was just a dream.
— Rodney  Jenkins
I had a dream about you last night... in it, I tried to sell a squirrel a deposit box to store his nuts in. He stole my cashews in the complimentary snack basket.
— Marshall Ramsay, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you last night... I think flying saucer activity is pretty easy to explain; if I had one, I'd go joyriding too.
— Marshall Ramsay, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you; you were a zombie in a post-apocalyptic world. I was the only human left, you tried to bite me and I said no. We became good friends.
— Rodney  Jenkins
I had a dream about you. We were actors in a horror movie and I was hunting you down with a knife. When I finally cornered you the director yelled "Cut".... What? I can't be blamed for following instructions.
— Georgia Saratsioti, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you. We were married and I walked into the room to see you in my new black dress and high heels and I said "That's not what I meant when I said I bought them for you".
— Georgia Saratsioti, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you last night. In this dream we were walking down the beautiful Japanese streets of Florida. Fukuoka is nice in the summer.
— Rodney  Jenkins
I had a dream about you last night, you were the same piece of S**t I know and hate in real life.
— Rodney  Jenkins, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you. Your skin was sandpaper and your armpits were hollow, filled with dark chocolate and prunes. You offered me coffee and when I said no you handed me black coffee with a note that read "12 reasons not to drink coffee". I knew we would get along.
— Melody Sohayegh, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you. I know, I know, I have never met you, but I’m pretty sure I had a dream about you. I had a dream about someone I didn’t know, so it may as well be you.
— Ashley Kennett, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you. You was a crocodile and i was always looking for you with fear. Your teeth were alabaster and your skin green as grass. Unfortunate you had already a girlfriend. And i hoped she finish like a handbag. I love you from my all reptile heart, which is poikilothermic.
— Kattie Belgar, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you last night... if atomic clocks are synced up to a satellite to keep their time accurate, where does the satellite get its time? Is there a chain of atomic clocks setting time for other atomic clocks?
— Marshall Ramsay, Dreaming is for lovers
I hesitate in everything, often without knowing why. How often I've sought – as my own version of the straight line, seeing it in my mind as the ideal straight line – the longest distance between two points. I've never had a knack for the active life. I've always taken wrong steps that no one else takes; I've always had to make an effort to do what comes naturally to other people. I've always wanted to achieve what others have achieved almost without wanting it. Between me and life there were always sheets of frosted glass that I couldn't tell were there by sight or by touch; I didn't live that life or that dimension. I was the daydream of what I wanted to be, and my dreaming began in my will: my goals were always the first fiction of what I never was.
— Fernando Pessoa
I had a dream about you last night. Our vices had wings and our fears could breathe fire. There was nowhere to hide and we were trapped alive. So you reached for your sword and slashed my arm, waking me and saving my life.
— Crystal Woods, Dreaming is for lovers
And she was really good at that: even since she was a little girl, she could eliminate the hours, knew how to kill the minutes. Without them suffering from it, she put them to sleep.
— Nicola Lecca, Ritratto notturno
I had a dream that I didn’t care anymore…when I woke up I realized that I was stuck with a big heart.
— Starley Ard, Dreaming is for lovers
Dreaming is free.
— Jason Harvey, Achieve Anything in Just One Year: Be Inspired Daily to Live Your Dreams and Accomplish Your Goals
I should have known right then that I was dreaming. But oh how we hang on to dreams even when we are gifted the largest of clues.
— Jesse Giles Christiansen, Pelican Bay
I can’t walk away from someone I love without saying ‘I love you’ one last time. I’ve known how verymuch I’ve loved you for a long time. You think I’m a child and I know nothing about the world or aboutlove. But I know about love. I know about loss. And I know about loneliness, and goodbyes, and aboutnever being able to voice those feelings again.“Perhaps you’ve said those words, Richard, and don’t mean them. But I never have.
— Jill Barnett, Dreaming
I had a dream that I would be successful and happy in life…I woke up running out of breath, because I’ve been chasing this dream for quite a while now.
— Starley Ard, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream about you… but I don’t know you…who are you?
— Rodney  Jenkins, Dreaming is for lovers
I had a dream that I made millions of dollars in life and was the happiest girl… when I woke up I realized that money could never buy my happiness in life, because my happiness comes from the ones I love.
— Starley Ard, Dreaming is for lovers
You've been dreaming lies again, Susana.
— Juan Rulfo, Pedro Páramo
I'm almost convinced that I'm never awake. I'm not sure if I'm not in fact dreaming when I live, and living when I dream, or if dreaming and living are for me intersected, intermingled things that together form my conscious self.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Different cities visit us daily, they exist in the clouds.
— Antonia Perdu
Unlike any other form of thought, daydreaming is its own reward.
— Michael Pollan, A Place of My Own: The Education of an Amateur Builder
Then there were long, lazy summer afternoons when there was nothing to do but read. And dream. And watch the town go by to supper. I think that is why our great men and women so often have sprung from small towns, or villages. They have had time to dream in their adolescence. No cars to catch, no matinees, no city streets, none of the teeming, empty, energy-consuming occupations of the city child. Little that is competitive, much that is unconsciously absorbed at the most impressionable period, long evenings for reading, long afternoons in the fields or woods.
— Edna Ferber
It's good to dream. We can't out-give God. We can't out-love him, and we can't out-dream him.
— Stasi Eldredge, Becoming Myself: Embracing God's Dream of You
The dream world of sleep and the dream world of music are not far apart. I often catch glimpses of one as I pass through a door to the other, like encountering a neighbor in the hallway going into the apartment next to one’s own. In the recording studio, I would often lie down to nap and wake up with harmony parts fully formed in my mind, ready to be recorded. I think of music as dreaming in sound.
— Linda Ronstadt, Simple Dreams: A Musical Memoir
Tequila makes me dream up things like dance battles.
— Rachel Hollis, Party Girl
Is this life?'Alice wondered, not doubting that the question was original and all her own. 'Is it life to spend your time imagining things that aren't so, and never will be? Beautiful things happen to other people; why should I be the only one they never can happen to?
— Booth Tarkington, Alice Adams
Sometimes all it takes to change your life is to change your routine.
— Stephen Richards, How to Get Everything You Can Imagine: Volume 1: How Mind Power Works
The next time you feel yourself giving in to the sometimes overwhelming urge to panic about the fate of literature in the digital age, follow this simple remedy: remember that you dream. For that is ironclad proof . . . that literature—that narrative art in whatever form—will never die. Humans, strange creatures that we are, make sense of our lives by telling stories. In the space between each day and the next, we refresh our minds by concocting the most fantastic and elaborate fictions. We spend roughly a third of our lives thus, re-arranging our scattered experiences into stories. That we do it at all is bizarre and inexplicable. But as long as we do it, we will crave stories—human stories, stories that speak to us—in our waking life. The Internet, powerful as it is, cannot change that.
— Adam Hammond
It's like we are underground, in a cemetery....the sky is the earth...We are hibernating, sleeping all the time and we don't know it. We are dreaming that there is plenty of oxygen.
— Apichatpong Weerasethakul
Contemplating a flame perpetuates a primordial reverie. It separates us from the world and enlarges our world as dreamers. In itself the flame is a major presence, but being close to it makes us dream of far away, too far away. The flame is there, feeble and tiny, struggling to stay in existence, and the dreamer goes on to dream of elsewhere, losing his own being by dreaming on a grand, on a too grand scale by dreaming of the world.
— Gaston Bachelard
To dream! Such dreams certainly make life more worth living... and only dreams can do that for me.
— Jean Lorrain, Monsieur De Phocas
I'm not a fool, I knew from the beginningwhat couldn't happen. What couldn't 
— Frank Bidart, Metaphysical Dog
Whoa, you got my head in the cloudsWhoa, you got me thinking out loudThe more you dream about me the more I believeThat nothing's ever out of reachSo dream, dream, dream
— Miley Cyrus, Hannah Montana: The Movie
Bring me the wine
—  tonight I drink all without dreaming you.
Dreaming's great as long as you wake up now and again
— Benny Bellamacina, Philosophical Uplifting Quotes and Poems
If a little hill of happiness would satisfy Chris, good for him. Butafter all these years of striving, hoping, dreaming, longing-I wanted amountain high! A hill wasn't enough.
— V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic
You are so fool worshiping and dreaming her like an angel
—  while another asshole is banging her right now.
True lovers spend half of their life dreaming to get their beloved and half with nightmares losing them.
— M.F. Moonzajer
I look out over my life and see a million question marks with only a few definitive exclamation points. I'm living for the next exclamation.
— Christy  Hall, The Little Silkworm
Angel dust blown a sunder,Nestling on the edge of unchartered dreams,Filtering the dileneation between ones desires & needs.
— Truth Devour, Wantin
But if the Dream Kings were mine, what would I have to dream about? If I possessed the impossible landscapes, what would remain of the impossible?
— Fernando Pessoa
I wasn't good company, that was true, and people avoided me, but that was all right. I was too busy dreaming.
— Alice Hoffman, Green Angel
The world’s crawling with stupid, innocent girls, and I’m just one of them, self-consciously chasing after dreams that will never come true.
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
I have to choose what I detest - either dreaming which my intelligence hates, or action, which my sensibility loathes; either action, for which I wasn't born, or dreaming, for which no one was born. Detesting both, I choose neither; but since I must on occasion either dream or act, I mix the two things together.
— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
you simply couldn't guard yourself against dreams. they attacked late at night when a person was at the most vulnerable.
— Kate O'Riordan, The Angel in the House
It is a fact that if an impulse from one or the other sphere comes up and is not lived out, then it goes back down and tends to develop anti-human qualities. What should have been a human impulse becomes a tiger-like impulse. For instance, a man has a feeling impulse to say something positive to someone and he blocks it off through some inhibition. He might then dream that he had a spontaneous feeling impulse on the level of a child and his conscious purpose had smashed it. The human is still there, but as a hurt child. Should he do that habitually for five years, he would no longer dream of a child who had been hurt but of a zoo full of raging wild animals in a cage. An impulse which is driven back loads up with energy and becomes inhuman. This fact, according to Dr. Jung, demonstrates the independent existence of unconscious.
— Marie-Louise von Franz, The Psychological Meaning of Redemption Motifs in Fairytales
A man who sits under a tree and dreams makes more journey than a man who goes around the world without dreaming!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
My cough is much worse at night and often prevents me from sleeping. It is not so much the daytime tiredness that I resent, but the inability to proceed uninter- rupted with my dreams, to run and play with my fancies, and, at last, in the early hours of the morning, to be visited with visions like a holy madman. The dreamer is like a Delian diver, fishing for pearls from the depths of our inner sea of knowledge; and I must have solved, or rather resolved, many more problems in my sleep than in my conscious hours.
— Neel Burton, Plato: Letters to my Son
Dreaming is good. But working to make those dreams come true is even better.
— Joel L.
A bitter awareness that everything is a sensation of mine and at the same time something external, something not in my power to change. Ah, how often my own dreams have raised up before me as things, not to replace reality but to declare themselves its equal
— Pessoa
As he floated more and more deeply toward sleep, the scent of her body and hair was redolent throught his senses, until he was dreaming of breathing her skin.
— Frank Lee
As long as I can dream, I will dream of you.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
you know, a daydream properly utilized can be the most powerful force in the universe. One need only dream of freedom to begin to break the spell of enslavement.
— William Joyce, Nicholas St. North and the Battle of the Nightmare King
In response to those who say to stop dreaming and face reality, I say keep dreaming and make reality.
— Kristian Kan
These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.
— Rabindranath Tagore
In life we don't always get what we want; hopes and dreams get washed away so easily, hearts are broken, chances are missed, and we always seem to end up right back where we started.
— Rebecah McManus, Colliding Worlds
Is that actually you or am I dreaming again?
— Ella Fox, Broken Hart
A shepherd may like to travel, but he should never forget his sheep.
— Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Jim knew that he was awake and asleep at the same time, dreaming of the war and yet dreamed of by the war.
— J.G. Ballard, Empire of the Sun
Dreaming permits each and everyone of us to be quietly insane every night of out lives.
— William Dement
I have yet to be completely submerged in reality, for drowning in the sky.
— Kellie Elmore, Magic in the Backyard
I'm dreaming of a month of Sundays.
— Steven Herrick
But I felt like I'd made a journey to the land of fairytales only to find out that the magical world was identical to the real one. Even in fairytales, the sun still burns, sand still works its way into your bikini bottoms, and the diner next door to your motel still scorches toast.
— Holly Schindler
I'm far from the world and I see it like a brightly lit ball in the distance. The sky behind it is mostly gray. It starts in silence, but I can see the people. Everyone is in a hurry. They're racing around the globe. They each hold a thread, like a bit of string, and it unravels, covering the planet. The buzzing starts. The buzzing gets faster and louder. They're all racing to one spot on the earth. I'm outside of it and I can see everything. I can see every person in the world racing to a single spot on the earth. The buzzing is all I can hear. It gets so I can't take it. Then I wake up.
— Erica Lorraine Scheidt, Uses for Boys
Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely
—  and leave something of the happiness you bring.
Urban survival rule 22: Never annoy an armed man.
— Kelley Armstrong, Bitten
You think you're funny? I think I'm adorable.
— Eric Kripke
Dad had this story. A Marine and a Navy guy walk into a bathroom together. They both take a piss, and then sailor goes to the sink. The Marine heads for the door, and the sailor says, "Hey- in the Navy they teach us to wash up after we take a leak." And the Marine turns around and says, "Yeah? Well, in the Marines they teach us not to piss on our hands.
— Keith R.A. DeCandido, Nevermore
‎'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.
— Jana Oliver, Forsaken
As a young man I was scornful about the supernatural but as I have got older, the sharp line that divided the credible from the incredible has tended to blur; I am aware that the whole world is slightly incredible
— Colin Wilson
Take from the church the miraculous, the supernatural, the incomprehensible, the unreasonable, the impossible, the unknowable, the absurd, and nothing but a vacuum remains.
— Robert G. Ingersoll, The Ghosts and Other Lectures
That boy was going to make the world turn, and the stars would fall like rain.
— Twist and Shout
The Celt, and his cromlechs, and his pillar-stones, these will not change much – indeed, it is doubtful if anybody at all changes at any time. In spite of hosts of deniers, and asserters, and wise-men, and professors, the majority still are adverse to sitting down to dine thirteen at a table, or being helped to salt, or walking under a ladder, of seeing a single magpie flirting his chequered tale. There are, of course, children of light who have set their faces against all this, although even a newspaperman, if you entice him into a cemetery at midnight, will believe in phantoms, for everyone is a visionary, if you scratch him deep enough. But the Celt, unlike any other, is a visionary without scratching.
— W.B. Yeats
Then the one called Raltariki is really a demon?" asked Tak."Yes—and no," said Yama, "If by 'demon' you mean a malefic, supernatural creature, possessed of great powers, life span and the ability to temporarily assume virtually any shape—then the answer is no. This is the generally accepted definition, but it is untrue in one respect.""Oh? And what may that be?""It is not a supernatural creature.""But it is all those other things?""Yes.""Then I fail to see what difference it makes whether it be supernatural or not—so long as it is malefic, possesses great powers and life span and has the ability to change its shape at will.""Ah, but it makes a great deal of difference, you see. It is the difference between the unknown and the unknowable, between science and fantasy—it is a matter of essence. The four points of the compass be logic, knowledge, wisdom and the unknown. Some do bow in that final direction. Others advance upon it. To bow before the one is to lose sight of the three. I may submit to the unknown, but never to the unknowable.
— Roger Zelazny, Lord of Light
Your half-caf, double vanilla latte is getting cold over here, Francis.
— Eric Kripke
We say it’s a modern American Western - two gunslingers who ride into town, fight the bad guys, kiss the girl and ride out into the sunset again. And we were always talking from the very beginning that if you’re going to have cowboys, they need a trusty horse. —Eric Kripke on the decision to add the Impala
— Eric Kripke
Superstition would seem to be simply cowardice in regard to the supernatural.
— Theophrastus
Angels are warriors of God. I'm a soldier.
— Castiel Supernatural
Hook up with us and see a quick return on your premiums.' I like it, Sammy. Think we can fit it on a bumper sticker? (Dean)
— Jeff Mariotte, Witch's Canyon
How do we know that our life really happened and that we are not simply accumulating details, making it all up as we go along?
— Rachel Klein, The Moth Diaries
May your glass always be full, may there always be a roof over your head, and may you dirty sinners be in heaven a half hour before the devil knows you're dead.
— Jason Jack Miller, HELLBENDER
Kids aint supposed to be grateful! They're supposed to eat your food, break your heart.
— Eric Kripke
It’s said that the shuffling of the cards is the earth, and the pattering of the cards is the rain, and the beating of the cards is the wind, and the pointing of the cards is the fire. That’s of the four suits. But the Greater Trumps, it’s said, are the meaning of all process and the measure of the everlasting dance.
— Charles Williams
I do not understand what makes mothers think they are walking-talking thermometers.But I think somewhere during the process of giving birth and changing diapers, they actually begin to belive they have this supernatural sense.
— Melody Carlson, Dark Blue: Color Me Lonely
A vision of the Shining One swirling into our world, a monstrous, glorious flaming pillar of incarnate, eternal Evil--of people passing through its radiant embrace into that hideous, unearthly life-in-death which I had seen enfold the sacrifices--of armies trembling into dancing atoms of diamond dust beneath the green ray's rhythmic death--of cities rushing out into space upon the wings of that other demoniac force which Olaf had watched at work--of a haunted world through which the assassins of the Dweller's court stole invisible, carrying with them every passion of hell--of the rallying to the Thing of every sinister soul and of the weak and the unbalanced, mystics and carnivores of humanity alike; for well I knew that, once loosed, not any nation could hold the devil-god for long and that swiftly its blight would spread!
— Abraham Grace Merritt, The Moon Pool
(This is from me: I found this and I'm dying I apologize for any non-Supernatural fans out there but omg the fandom must read this.)Dean: Dad, this is Cas.John: I'm not working with any other hunters, Dean.Dean: He's not a hunter, Dad. He's an angel. John: Well, I knew you were gay but that's no way to introduce me to your boyfriend.Dean: What? No Dad, he's literally an angel. From Heaven.
— Dean Winchester Jensen Ackles
I tell you, my idea of a ghost is something quite different. Dead men rise up never – read even your poets. Ghosts breed in the living.
— Leland Hall, Cold Harbour / Sinister House
I blew that clay pigeon to smithereens. I don't know why Mum got so upset. According to Uncle Andrew she's a crack shot herself. But she says I'm too young. What I'd like to know is how old does a person have to be before they get to do all the fun stuff?
— R.L. LaFevers, Theodosia and the Serpents of Chaos
Nothing else in the whole wide world matters as much as avenging your sister.
— Jason Jack Miller, HELLBENDER
But I find it necessary to repeat in this particular place that the division into classes, which is so salient a part of modern demonology, had, and has, little significance for primitive man or for the peasant in a comparatively low state of mental development. To such people, spirits of all kinds - fairies, the ghosts of the dead, and even witches and water-kelpies - are all creatures of the supernatural class between which he scarcely differentiates.
— Lewis Spence, British Fairy Origins
It's Coke, my man. You really think I'm going to let you pour any more alcohol into your body tonight?
— Jason Jack Miller, HELLBENDER
Yeah, but a hellbender never dies. You ever see a dead one?
— Jason Jack Miller
Henry,that's how you get rid of fleas. You keep them from laying eggs. You go to war with them.
— Jason Jack Miller, HELLBENDER
He did not himself believe in the supernatural, but the thing happened, and he proposed to tell it as simply as possible. It was stupid of him to say that it shook his faith in mundane affairs, for it was just as mundane as anything else. Indeed the really frightening part about it was the horribly tangible atmosphere in which it took place. None of the outlines wavered in the least. The creature would have been less remarkable if it had been less natural. It seemed to overcome the usual laws without being immune to them. ("The Troll")
— T.H. White, Ghostly, Grim and Gruesome
Here's how I'll tell you what I think—if you see white smoke then you know I picked a new pope. And if I'm drinking a Snapple then you know I don't give a shit.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
You are not a handgun. More like a pellet gun. Maybe even a slingshot.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through, Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through. He'd lay in bed 'til the morning came, but the devil'd visit him just the same. Preston Black couldn't sleep the whole night through.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
We're all Hitler inside. We're all Christ inside. I'm not keen on the idea, but it's true, isn't it? We've all got a little bit of the devil in us.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
And in any case...there are no more supernatural noises nowadays...
— Villiers de L'Isle-Adam, Tomorrow's Eve
They were pleased to eat more Nazis, although nervous about too many disappearances being noticed. More troubling, however, was the flavor. Nazis were nearly indigestible. The taste of hate was hard to swallow.
— Sarah Jane Stratford
I'm sure you have drawers overflowing with panties the ladies throw at the stage. We saw you guys play down at Mon Brewing a few times. Way to keep the Nineties alive.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
Music lets you write your own checks. Don't ever forget that.
— Jason Jack Miller, The Devil and Preston Black
Why not other elements besides fire, air, earth and water? There are four of them, just four, those foster parents of beings! What a pity! Why aren't there forty elements instead, or four hundred, or four thousand? How paltry everything is, how miserly, how wretched! Stingily given, aridly invented, heavily made!Why not other elements besides fire, air, earth and water? There are four of them, just four, those foster parents of beings! What a pity! Why aren't there forty elements instead, or four hundred, or four thousand? How paltry everything is, how miserly, how wretched! Stingily given, aridly invented, heavily made!
— Guy de Maupassant, Le Horla et autres contes fantastiques
In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between them, there are doors.
— William Blake
The last wendigo died in 1962, or so the story goes. Reputedly, he (it?) stood in front of the train to Churchill, Manitoba, believing that the train would stop for him, a supernatural being, and then he would be able to eat the passengers. The train ran him over. Sic transit gloria mundi.
— Lawrence Millman, At the End of the World: A True Story of Murder in the Arctic
I'm a wee bit obsessed, if by a wee bit you mean completely
— Charlie Bradbury
I walked up the stairs and hesitated at the open door.
— Susan Hill, The Small Hand
This wasn't a bear," Lieutenant Paulding said. The lieutenant was one of King County's designated "This never happened" people. I had to wonder over the years how one got promoted when the cases you worked "never happened".
— Larry Correia, Grunge
Banshee cries?”“You know, those creatures that cry really loud when someone from an important Irish family is about to die?
— Patricia Morais, The Roommate
When you say you’re a fan of the gore, what do you mean?”“The all supernatural bunch, love. The scarier the merrier.
— Patricia Morais, The Roommate
The world,’ he said, ‘grows hourly more and more sceptical of all that lies beyond its own narrow radius; and our men of science foster the fatal tendency. They condemn as fable all that resists experiment. They reject as false all that cannot be brought to the test of the laboratory or the dissecting-room. Against what superstition have they waged so long and obstinate a war, as against the belief of apparitions? And yet what superstition has maintained its hold upon the minds of men so long and so firmly? Show me any fact in physics, in history, in archaeology, which is supported by testimony so wide and so various. Attested by all races of men, in all ages, and in all climates, by the soberest sages of antiquity, by the rudest savage of today, by the Christian, the Pagan, the Pantheist, the Materialist, this phenomenon is treated as a nursery tale by the philosophers of our century. Circumstantial evidence weighs with them as a feather in the balance. The comparison of causes with effects, however valuable in physical science, is put aside as worthless and unreliable. The evidence of competent witnesses, however conclusive in a court of justice, counts for nothing. He who pauses before he pronounces is condemned as a trifler. He who believes, is a dreamer or a fool.
— Amelia B. Edwards, The Phantom Coach: Collected Ghost Stories
Magic is not something supernatural, but part of the field dynamics of nature.
— John Myrdhin Reynolds, The Practice of Guru Yoga for Padmasambhava in the Nyingmapa Tradition of Tibetan Buddhism
Detective-story writers give this thrill by exploiting the resources of the possible; however improbable the happenings in a detective story, they can and must be explained in terms that satisfy the reason. But in a ghost story, where natural laws are dispensed with, the whole point is that the happenings cannot be so explained. A ghost story that is capable of a rational explanation is as much an anomaly as a detective story that isn’t. The one is in revolt against a materialistic conception of the universe, whereas the other depends on it.
— L.P. Hartley, The Third Ghost Book
Joseph Smith was not concerned about how divination and money digging would impact his social, political, and religious reputation. His teenage years were not formed in an environment where magic was the primary influence upon him or others...but at the same time, it was not uncommon for people to take interest in the supernatural. Other religious leaders who were at one time interested in the folklore of magic generally did not have to justify their curiosity.......[R]esearch has shown that between 1810 and 1840 there was an apparent increase in the use of both seer stones and divining rods to find buried treasure in the American northwest frontier. Searching for buried treasure was usually done with a divining rod, in a similar fashion similar to searching for subterranean water but in this case involving the use of seer stones. ... The supernatural element was important to money digging, and modern historians studying the use of seer stones in the Book of Mormon translation process often look at Joseph's money-digging days for answers or clues to understand the translation process better.The decision to make this comparison, though, is structured around a division: the idea that money digging was a nonreligious endeavor, while the translation of the Book of Mormon was decidedly religious in nature. However, these are labels imposed by the modern perspective, and they ignore that both treasure seeking and translating were likely perceived by Joseph's early converts as supernatural events. Early believers did not necessarily struggle with the fusion of Joseph the treasure seeker and Joseph the translator, even if future Church members would.
— Michael Hubbard MacKay
Hey Assbutt!
— Castiel Supernatural
Lucifer. You're my brother, and I love you. But sometimes, You're just a great big bag of dicks.
— Gabriel
What up you guys, I'm back!
— Jackson Lanzing, Joyride Vol. 2
It was better, he thought, to fail in attempting exquisite things than to succeed in the department of the utterly contemptible.
— Arthur Machen, The Hill of Dreams
Saving people hunting things. The family business
— Eric Kripke
I can speak four dialects, but none of them is fairy language.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
I thought: if I die, I hope I get reincarnated into a mosquito so I can bite that fucker kau-kau.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Other dragons are bastards. I moved out of my mother's cave after my mother tried to rip my guts out.Granted, I had tried to steal her Tiara of Clairvoyance.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
The tabloids wanted to know whether the dragon was receiving benefits. The gossip magazines claimed to have found a woman who was bearing the dragon's baby. The fashion magazines did spreads on draconian style. This apparently consisted of gaunt models with sunken eyes, swathed in clouds of chiffon and arranged in awkwardly erotic positions on piles of gold coins.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
I brought seaweed snacks from home,' chimed in another kid. "Seaweed got iron, right?"'I don't think the teachers meant that kind of iron,' said Hui Ann.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
The first time she saw the boy across the classroom, Ah Lee knew she was in love because she tasted durian on her tongue.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
But a woman should not marry where there is no respect. Respect is the most important thing.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
He would gaze at her with intrigued longan seed eyes.
— Zen Cho, Spirits Abroad
Ask yourself, WHAT DO I WANT?” Ask yourself, how can I take a baby step towards my goal today? Have “a job” you don’t like? Change your perspective from it being “a job” into a “stepping stone” to accomplish WHAT YOU WANT! It’s no longer “a job” you do not enjoy. Now, you have TRANSFORMED “your job” into “a means to an end” that is SERVING YOU and WHAT YOU WANT! Allow everything you do both enjoyable and not so enjoyable to SERVE YOU for YOUR PURPOSE! -Shay Dawkins
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
If absence makes the heart grow fonder, then DO NOT be afraid to LEAVE someone who is messing with YOUR MOOD in a detrimental way.
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
Everything has happened, is happening, and will happen FOR YOU (if you BELIEVE and ACTIVELY LIVE by this mentality)!
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
No one is capable of loving and caring about YOU how you are capable of loving and caring about YOU. Thus, you must ‘First Love Yourself’ if you want to continuously become a better version of yourself.
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
Life is going to happen to you. Your destiny will be found in how you respond to life. Most let fate find them
—  the few find their destiny.
You should have a little “too much personality,” be a little “too focused” on your goals, be a little “too different,” be a little “too confident,” take “too many” chances, go after your dreams a little “too much,” be a little “too strong,” be a little “TOO RELENTLESS” in the PURSUIT of WHAT YOU WANT, and be a little “TOO PASSIONATE” about the LOVE you feel towards YOUR LIFE and your TEAMMATES so that YOU begin to FEEL a little “TOO ALIVE!” AYYYYYY!
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
One ‘Magic Formula’ is for you to become your own best friend and your own biggest critic SIMULTANEOUSLY.
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
No one is capable of loving you like you can love you. Embrace your uniqueness
—  your uniqueness is what makes you special and great.
Communicating to others WHAT YOU WANT will enable you to start ‘BUILDING YOUR TEAM’ to accomplish whatever goal you have made for yourself. The bigger the goal you make for yourself, the bigger and better TEAM you must BUILD to accomplish the goal. Have average goals? Create an average team or do it by yourself. Have CHAMPIONSHIP GOALS? Create a CHAMPIONSHIP TEAM. Want to be LEGENDARY? Create a LEGENDARY TEAM!
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
Love yourself' is not 'Lust yourself.
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
If you don’t start going after WHAT YOU WANT, then you will NEVER GET WHAT YOU WANT! Do you want to be on your death bed wondering, ‘WHAT IF? WHAT IF I would’ve quit letting life pass me by and just went for it?!’ JUST GO FOR IT! LIVE ALL OUT!
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
Communication is a major key to building any strong relationship, whether it is the relationship one has with oneself or with others. Sinful communication weakens yourself, weakens those you care about, and thus weakens your team.
— Shay Dawkins, iSin: Upgrade To Life Version 2.0
Come baaaaaaack. They're questioning me about every little thing. I'm breaking Anna. I'm gonna snap and tell them I'm a werewolf and you're my mate and we have kinky werewolf sex.
— Mairead Falcon, Not By Blood
Every assignment has a natural and supernatural aspect
— Sunday Adelaja
If supernatural aspect of the assignment is lost then the natural aspect manifests
— Sunday Adelaja
There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath...
— Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale
Fight the fairies! You fight those fairies!
— Dean Winchester
After four marriages, and four deaths, she had everything in life a woman might desire: titled position, swollen coffers, the freedom to travel, and a world that accepted her because it was afraid of her.
— Gail Carriger, Poison or Protect
You don't have to be ruled by fate. You can choose freedom, and I still believe that that's something worth fighting for.
— Castiel Supernatural
All the supernatural yarns need a realist explanation and a supernatural one.
— David Mitchell, Slade House
My theory is that the Supernatural is the Impossible, and what is called the supernatural is only something in the laws of nature of which we have been hitherto ignorant.
— Edward Bulwer-Lytton
All that was left to us was to wonder: who knows all that is innate to this world, or to any other? Why should there not be something buried deep within appearances, something that wears a mask to hide itself behind the visibility of nature?
— Thomas Ligotti, Songs of a Dead Dreamer and Grimscribe
Not one of us, even after last night, can say the word "ghost" without a littleinvoluntary smile. No, the menace of the supernatural is that it attacks wheremodern minds are weakest, where we have abandoned our protective armor ofsuperstition and have no substitute defense.
— Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House
Gavin tried not to stare at the lobster. He decided not to inquire further. Whatever Jack's reasoning, best to accept that crustaceans were necessary to his view of the world.
— Gail Carriger, Poison or Protect
I first witnessed the paranormal at the tender age of eight. This experience unlocked a doorway to a world full of unexplained mysteries, miraculous insights, and terrifying ghostly visits that have spanned a lifetime. Join me as I explore these stories…one book at a time.” ~L. Sydney Fisher
— L. Sydney Fisher, The Haunting of Natalie Bradford
My name is Kyran. You look like an honorable woman,” he whispered, practicing what he would say to any prospective mate. “I have a home with my parents and my brother. There we will live and you will be part of our family. Would you like to give me many children?
— Michelle M. Pillow, Determined Prince
One night after dinner a group of us were talking about the supernatural, and one of our dinner guests said that when the electric light was invented, people began to lose the dimension of the supernatural. In the days before we could touch a switch and flood every section of the room with light, there were always shadows in the corner, shadows which moved with candlelight, with firelight; and these shadows were an outward and visible sign that things are not always what they seem; there are things which are not visible to the mortal human being; there are things beyond our ken.
— Madeleine L'Engle, A Circle of Quiet
To call the place an anthill would be like calling the Versailles Palace a single-family home. Earthen ramparts rose almost to the tops of the surrounding trees--a hundred feet at least. The circumference could have accommodated a Roman hippodrome. A steady stream of soldiers and drones swarmed in and out of the mound. Some carried fallen trees. One, inexplicably, was dragging a 1967 Chevy Impala.
— Rick Riordan, The Hidden Oracle
But it's the science of the stars!""She thinks it's Satanic. You gave her daughter a pentagram.""It's a natal chart, duh. You can't let ignorance trump science here, Miss Mary!
— Felicia Day, You're Never Weird on the Internet
Yes, the monsters were real. Are real. There are creatures in this world that exist beyond the scope of what you know and see. Remember, not all are created equal. Some are better…and worse than others…just like humans.
— R. W. Patterson
Listen to the beat of your soul~Soul Eater
— Atsushi Ohkubo
The British call junzi a "gentleman," no surprise. The Americans have no gentlemen, so they translate junzi as "the superior man." The Germans have no gentlemen either, and "superior man" is reserved, so they call junzi an "edler" meaning a person of noble blood. To sum up, all Europeans call junzi anything but junzi, which is quite a scandal.
— Thorsten J. Pattberg
Disciples of Jesus Christ have had a profound life-altering experience. They have encountered a supernatural personality, revealed in history as Jesus Christ, the Son of the Living God, the Messiah. And they have discovered the meaning and purpose of their lives in the subsequent revelation of his continuing presence to them. The experience demands a faithful, reliable witness.What would public opinion say of a person who discovered the absolute cure for AIDS, but was unwilling to share that cure with a world that so desperately needs it? What if the antidote were kept hidden and made use of by only the discoverer and his family? We would consider it an moral outrage and he or she would be infamous. Why? We expect the cure to be shared, not only shared, but made available to all as soon as possible!
— David C. Alves, We're the sons of God. . .So What?: Believe God About Who You Really Are!
For the words of a vow are sacred not only among men and the angels, but among the demons as well.
— Howard Schwartz, Lilith's Cave: Jewish Tales of the Supernatural
Always keep fighting
— Jared Padalecki
I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.
— Castiel
A demoness is helpless when held by her hair.
— Howard Schwartz
I should like one day, as some anonymous pedestrian revisiting the scenes of these memories, to follow on the heels of an attentive reader - here are some - and to relish his delight when, with this book in his pocket, he finds himself in the presence of one of the characters described, mentioned or referred to earlier on, who do exist, large as life, and wittingly or not perpetuate their legend. I’d like people to investigate, to verify. You need to be an extremely well-informed reader to identify all the ‘keys’ scattered throughout these pages. Many readers may find among them the key to their own front door.In any case, what you need to know is this: in certain areas of Paris, the supernatural is part of everyday life. Local people accept this and have some involvement with it.
— Jacques Yonnet, Paris Noir: The Secret History of a City
Why don’t we keep that secret? Hunters will lose their reputations if we’re seen saving puppies and painting flowers.
— Katherine McIntyre, Hunting for Spring
A broken vessel cannot hold anything within itself, therefore only something supernatural can hold itself within a broken vessel.
— TemitOpe Ibrahim
Ben Scott couldn't be afraid of the supernatural. He didn't believe in the supernatural. Ben Scott was firmly convinced that he didn't believe in anything,
— Jan-Andrew Henderson
Can I ask you something?" He placed the chain around her neck.	She nodded.	"Have you ever wanted something really badly that you know you shouldn't have, yet you can't stop yourself from wanting it?
— Kait Ballenger, Midnight Hunter
Would it surprise you to know that a presence was on your back a few seconds ago?
— Teresa Flavin, The Shadow Lantern
Like something straight out of a B-grade horror film, a single arm shot up from the dirt, reaching and grabbing as it clawed its way forth from its earthen prison. Ash and Trent watched the monster struggle in silence for at least ten minutes, occasionally exchanging glances. Finally, after all the writhing, the zombie emerged. It stumbled out of its grave covered in dirt and gave an annoyed-sounding groan.
— Kait Ballenger, Midnight Hunter
She pointed a finger at him. "Smart men don't comment on a woman's eating habits, regardless of how many brownies she can shove in her mouth at one time."	He laughed. "In that case, I guess I'm not as smart as you think I am.
— Kait Ballenger, Midnight Hunter
Trent pumped his arm as if he'd just hit the jackpot. "Thank God. If I had to hear about one more incident with that squirrel-shifter, I was going to shoot myself."	"Squirrel-shifter? Are you fucking kidding me?" Jace raised an eyebrow in a look that said, Do I even want to know?	"Some half squirrel, half man has been showing up naked in people's backyards out in the suburbs. Soccer moms tend to be a little alarmed when a nude man nibbling on acorns is perched near their child's window. I'm not sure whether he's a shifter who's unable to hold his animal form for long or just a garden variety nut.
— Kait Ballenger, Midnight Hunter
She waited for him to go on, but he simply gaped at her, lost for words.	"Doc Grey, do you want me?" she asked before she could stop herself.	"Vera, I..." He stopped abruptly. "I..."...	"I asked you a question." The words came out breathier than she'd intended. She stepped closer, until their bodies were less than an inch apart, and stared up into his gorgeous, honey-brown eyes. He met her gaze, and she saw a spark behind his irises that could only be described with one word: desire.
— Kait Ballenger, Midnight Hunter
Gray clouds were charging across tissues of white, which stretched and shredded and tore slowly, until through their final layers there gleamed a hint of the disappearing blue. Summer was retreating. The wind roared, the trees groaned, yet the noise seemed insufficient for those vast operations in heaven. The weather was breaking up, breaking, broken, and it is a sense of the fit rather than of the supernatural that equips such crises with the salvos of angelic artillery.
— E.M. Forster
I'm just warning you," Neeve said. "Watch out for the devil. When there's a god, there's always a legion of devils.
— Maggie Stiefvater
I'm Batman” ― Dean Winchester
— Dean Winchester Jensen Ackles
My mother was the bringer of storms. The dark and the light. Death and rebirth. She was as dangerous as she was beautiful as she rode the lightning. Once a potent force of nature she had the nerve to look down on us from those lofty heights.
— Scarlett Amaris, Saurimonde II