If you sit down and think about it , you come up with some very funny ideas. Like: why make people inquisitive, and then put some forbidden fruit where they can see it with a big neon finger flashing on and off saying 'THIS IS IT!'? ... I mean, why d...
The stars are reflected from within the black water in the cistern. I find comfort in the omen I glean from this: light in the darkness, truth when it seems there is none.
Of the big horror movies of the '70s, you have 'The Omen,' 'The Sentinel,' 'Rosemary's Baby,' 'The Stepford Wives,' 'Burnt Offerings' - these are all romantic fatalist movies where there's a sort of glimmer of hope... but darkness wins.
He had heard about talking to plants in the early seventies, on Radio Four, and thought it was an excellent idea. Although talking is perhaps the wrong word for what Crowley did. What he did was put the fear of God into them. More precisely, the fear...
Along with the standard computer warranty agreement which said that if the machine 1) didn't work, 2) didn't do what the expensive advertisements said, 3) electrocuted the immediate neighborhood, 4) and in fact failed entirely to be inside the expens...
On our second date, she kissed me in a bar. I invited her home. We just caught the F train, which seemed like a good omen.
The Indians did not like to see anything odd -- a white squirrel, for instance. . . . They thought such oddities were messages, were omens of evil. . . . And the Indians put a great deal of faith in dreams.
[last title card] Title card: "Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast; for it is the number of a man; and his number is 666." Book of Revelation Chapter 13 Verse 18
[last lines] Secret Service Man: Excuse me, Mr. President. When you're ready to leave, your car's right over there. President: In a moment. Secret Service Man: Yes, sir.
Robert Thorn: If there were anything wrong, you'd tell me, wouldn't you? Kathy Thorn: Wrong? What could be wrong with our child, Robert? We're beautiful people, aren't we?
Photographer: Run out of film? Keith Jennings: Saving it for his canonization. Photographer: How's that? Keith Jennings: I don't know if we've got the heir to the Thorn millions here or Jesus Christ Himself.
He was invaded by an unreasoning calm, which he interpreted as an omen that nothing new was going to happen, that everything he had done in his life had been in vain, that he could not go on: it was the end.
Survivors look back and see omens, messages they missed. They remember the tree that died, the gull that splattered onto the hood of the car. They live by symbols. They read meaning into the barrage of spam on the unused computer, the delete key that...
[Robert Thorn and Kathy Thorn survey their mansion] Robert Thorn: It's a bit much. Kathy Thorn: No, nothing's too much for the wife of the future President of the United States. Robert Thorn: You know, you're pushy.
Snake Ink: The omen was foretold, and now we have a fear more grave. Today I saw the day become like night. I saw a man run with the jaguar. We must not let this man make feet from us.
Don't let a stranger that comes to you leave empty handed without food, water, shelter, or word of encouragement. Whether you believe in God or s**t, it's a bad omen when you let a stranger that came to you left empty handed.
All primitive people are frightened of owls,' said Harley. 'The villagers here are scared to death of the gufo. Birds of ill omen. If they see one, they think they'll die. But they never do. See one, I mean, of course,' he added with a laugh.
The reason I always loved 'The Omen' so much, and what has always been scariest to me, is anything to do with God. Anything to do with God is quite frightening because fear is something that's very much expressed in a church environment, and I grew u...
Father Brennan: When the Jews return to Zion / And a comet rips the sky / And the Holy Roman Empire rises, / Then You and I must die. / From the eternal sea he rises, / Creating armies on either shore, / Turning man against his brother / 'Til man exi...
Kathy Thorn: Something in mind, Mr. Ambassador? Robert Thorn: Why don't we have a little look upstairs... Kathy Thorn: Well, there's no furniture up there either. Robert Thorn: Awww, you know, you could be too sexy for the White House!
Robert Thorn: [ignoring Brennan's warnings about Damien] ... Now, I've heard you. I want you to hear me: I *never* want to see you again. Father Brennan: ...You'll see me in *hell*, Mr. Thorn. There, we will share out our sentence.
