monsters

Truth is a battle of perceptions. People only see what they're prepared to confront. It's not what you look at that matters, but what you see. And when then different perceptions battle against one another, the truth has a way of getting lost. And the monsters find a way of getting out.

Neil once told me you had to become a monster so that you didn't become the victim of one instead. I don't care what anyone says. I believe him.

Perhaps you should speak more softly to me, then. Monsters are dangerous beasts, and just now kings seem to be dying like flies.

...Mankind is not a race of noble savages - but primitive monsters hide inside us, elusive as Sasquatch...

You already know all about monsters,_ he said regretfully. __on__ you kitten?

Loving me is like entering a dungeon with a lot of doors. I cannot guarantee you that you will get the key of every door you come across, I cannot tell you which door leads you where and what is behind it, I cannot assure you that you will head back out again the way you came in. All I can say is if you manage to open every right door and the last one too, I will make you one of my secrets forever, you will see and feel things that you have never come across, which will never let you leave again from the paradise that you have reached.

There will always be people afraid of the monsters in the night. They are usually the ones that look for them because they have proven they exist in themselves.

...our monsters walk the dark pathways of secret motives...

I suppose even monsters can be afraid of the dark.

But what if the monsters come?""Fancy." Kit looked away from the drama to stare at her sister, surprised. "We are the monsters.

CONTROL MYSELF?!! I'm a MONSTER! Monsters don't control themselves! That's the whole IDEA!

But these words people threw around - humans, monsters, heroes, villains - to Victor it was all just a matter of semantics. Someone could call themselves a hero and still walk around killing dozens. Someone else could be labeled a villain for trying to stop them. Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of monsters knew how to play at being human.

The reason I dedicate myself to helping animals so much is because there are already so many people dedicated to hurting them.~_~ EDS

_ we have bad dreamsbecause our brain is trying to protect us_ If we can figure out a way to beat the imaginary monsters _ Then the real monsters don__ seem so scary_ That__ why we like reading scary stories.

I would rather live than die. I would rather die than survive as a monster.

Are you telling me that vampires and werewolves are the reason America won the Revolutionary War?,_ I asked, dumbfounded.

From here on," Kanin said, "you will have to decide what kind of demon you will be. Not all meals will come to you so easily, ignorant and seeking to do you harm. What will you do if your prey invites you inside, offers you a place at the table? What will you do if they flee, or cower down, begging you not to hurt them? How you stalk your prey is something you must come to terms with, or you will quickly drive yourself mad. And once you cross that threshold, there is no coming back from it.

You're wondering if you have to prey on humans, if you can survive by drinking the blood of animals or other creatures. You're hoping you won't have to kill people to live. Am I right?