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Freaks can be a fount of information.
Nincompoops. (Quincy,
people, the kind of man who
Soul-sucking vampires who were profiting from the increased sense of helplessness in society.
And what do they want!?-- Deyth Banger
I may be a vampire, but I'm still a girl and creepy crawlers will never be less scary.
Like a stalker. An obsessed stalker. An obsessed, vampire stalker
That's kind of creepy,
Creep into thy narrow bed, Creep, and let no more be said!
Facebook people are finding me that I don't really know. People poke you on Facebook. I'm like, 'Why? Why are you poking me?'
It's the people who smile at you during the day while plunging a knife in your back that are the monsters.
Dangerous creatures, women.
The truth is, cutting raw meat off the bones gives us the creeps.
We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.
Screwdrivers, women who screw drivers.
Horror spawns horror
Halloween. Sly does it. Tiptoe catspaws. Slide and creep. But why? What for? How? Who? When! Where did it all begin? 'You don't know, do you?' asks Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud climbing out under the pile of leaves under the Halloween Tree. 'You don't really know!'
. . . they lurk passively, like vampire sheep
1. People who are
They looked shallow, self-absorbed. And a small, strangled part of me envied them.
Invisible insects of diabolical activity swarm in this place. I am tickled and twitched all over. Mentally, I have now committed a burglary under the meanest circumstances, and the myrmidons of justice are at my heels.
Angels trying to scar themselves, bored of perfection.
Men who only live to eat.
I keep waiting for you to tell me to leave you alone. To tell me I'm creepy.
Nobody near me here, but rats, and they are fine stealthy secret fellows.
People are always looking for me to be a freak, weird.
Those are the love killers. They love you and then they kill you. They're from another planet. Supposedly.
Some of these people make my skin crawl.
...the ravenous monsters men called reporters; sub-human vermin who feed off misery and created it wherever they went.
People are the world's strangest creature.
Monkey People? They
They're creepy shadow things. I didn't realize they needed proper motivation to kill.
Who are next to knaves? Those that converse with them.
Freaks are the much needed escape from the humdrum. They are poetry.
My roommates continue to lurk in the doorway.
I find a pair of clean boxers and tug them on. "I swear to God, if you tell me you've been watching me sleep for the last hour like a bunch of creepers, I'm calling the cops.
Thieves, Heretics, and Whores
Now the swinging bridge Is quieted with creepers ... Like our tendrilled life.
men and women who'd constantly filed through our common room, wearing hoodies and piercings - uniform in their aversion to uniformity - to
in droves, filling the doorway,
Amusing and perfectly self-conscious charlatans.
poachers and Methodies, of course. Oh,
Something was creeping and creeping and waiting to be seen and felt and heard.
Poltroons, cowards, skulkers and dastards.
Clowns are always creepy!
We call them grunters. They're ghost hunters but grunters is more appropriate because most of them are pigs.
Men, I say, but better to call them human spiders that go crawling in between and under the tables with rags in their hands, ..from the reader's choice about MK Gandhi and his works for the regeneration of human kind.
That these people are wandering around, looking for aliens to justify the emptiness inside them and let them feel special without effort, creeps me out.
So many people have bad intentions, so many girls want to hang out [with me] to be someone. I weed those people out of my life. I call them hungry tigers.
To contemplation's sober eye,
Such is the race of man;
And they that creep, and they that fly,
Shall end where they began,
Alike the busy and the gay,
But flutter through life's little day.
They're ogling you, dude. Talking about your assets and the fact that you're nauseatingly ripped, which I would have been had I not bit the dust at seventeen. I'm forever trapped in my tall, gangly phase. (Jesse)
Vampires!!! What a time to be caught without a turtleneck!
Them who don't look, sometimes get took.-- Mike Brady
The most detestable race of enemies are flatterers.
Plato's cave is full of freaks.
They're a symbol of the whole town, pretending to fight, love, weep and laugh all the time - and they're phonies, all of them. And I head the list ... their phony hearts were dripping with the milk of human kindness.
I always lock the door when I creep by daylight.
Anonymous people living anonymous lives.
They're just a bunch of real sweet guys, you know, who just happen to want to kill everybody.
People who call me the Twilight girl and mean it. Please, pigeon hole me. That means I did it right.
Morons. I've got morons on my team.
People with imagination
I love that my friends are all freaks.
I love creepy old dudes. I love that they have so much self-confidence, despite having no evidence whatsoever to back it up.
But even creeps deserve to live someplace halfway decent.
Three times we stopped dead. The first found us in Lovegrove High Street, and we were immediately surrounded by a crowd of youths, who put their heads inside the car and insincerely pretended that we were in a position to sell them roasted chestnuts.
People like us don't go out at night cause people like them see us for what we are
What kind of thoughtless creep would burn a book?
The freaks shall inherit the earth.
chooks. You cannot go away and leave
Who had you walking around?
a bunch of granola eaters who hate George Bush.
They tried to get me - I got them first!
I'm always suspicious of people, especially being in a weird realm of people kind of knowing me ... and not knowing what people's motives might be.
A shiver ran through me. Freaks looked almost human
and weren't. They had lesions on their skin, razor-sharp teeth, and claws instead of fingernails. I'd heard you could detect them by smell, though in the tunnels, that could be hard.
Whe can't escape who we are
You know what I hate the most? People that imitate owls.
Men are naturally most impressed by diseases which have obvious manifestations, yet some of their worst enemies creep on them unobtrusively.
Somewhere, someone is search for the pieces of you that mold well with theirs.
me. They found me. TheFound-- Ian Fleming
Whatever they were, they were living their lives, out there doing it, making their mistakes. Somehow I'd gotten stuck along the way [ ... ] and I didn't know how to free myself exactly.
People who pretends to be your friends when they're so not
Anonymous young men with all-American bone structures.
Certain element - a few crazies - that don't have anything to do. They shot out two streetlights on Goodwinter Boulevard last night. When I was a kid we smashed pumpkins and strung trees with toilet paper on Halloween, but this new generation does it all year round.
Trying to evade the people who frighten us. We come to work, have lunch, and go home. We goose-step in and goose-step out, changing our partner and wander all about, sashay around for a pat on the head, and promenade home till we all drop dead.
Look - There's good creepy and there's bad creepy. Today's creepy is tomorrow's necessity.
You see why I'm such a good vampire? We're all lying, devious bastards, not like werewolves, if there are werewolves, whose MO is, "Hi, I'm a werewolf, surprise! And fuck you!" No, we lurk. We're lurkers.
You people with your quests annoy the pants off me.
Save the World-ers
Ease up, nasty little frigid pixies
They are just a strange whim, kink of nature, deviation that doesn't seem to exist but is encountered every day.
Human, all too human.
I wondered what kind of monsters lurked in theaters to prey on people sitting by themselves because their brothers wouldn't get out of bed to take them to the movies.
Stuffed cats are able to creep more convincingly than live ones.
Curiosity creeps into the houses of the unfortunate and the needy under the name of duty or of pity.
There was a malevolence about them, a sinister feel as their eyes locked onto us and didn't let go.
Nordlings. The men before men, creatures of great power and incredible cruelty.
Hello, freaky peoples!
I creep like a thief, no doubt the man's swift,
I'm more magnificent than Lee Van Cleef
These are my rapists, the ones that turned me inside out, ripped my mind from my body and shredded it. They are also, unfortunately, hot as hell.
You're all freaks, sir. But you always have been freaks. Life is a freak. That's its hope and glory.