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I would love if gay men responded to me. All I want is for many gay men to dress up as me for Halloween.
Sep 10, 2025
... 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.
Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
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.
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.
I see my face in the mirror and go, 'I'm a Halloween costume? That's what they think of me?'
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
There is something haunting in the light of the moon.
Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
Halloween is huge in my house and we really get into the "spirits" of things.
Halloween wraps fear in innocence, as though it were a lightly sour sweet. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat.
Bring forth the raisins and the nuts- Tonight All-Hallows' Spectre struts Along the moonlit way.
Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite, All are on their rounds tonight; In the wan moon's silver ray, Thrives their helter-skelter play.
Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.
Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen, Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween!"
I'll bet living in a nudist colony takes all the fun out of Halloween.
As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, Let loose upon the Earth till it be light.
Where there is no imagination there is no horror.
Nothing on Earth is so beautiful as the final haul on Halloween 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.
Charlie Brown is the one person I identify with. C.B. is such a loser. He wasn't even the star of his own Halloween special.
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.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.
This Halloween, the most popular mask is the Arnold Schwarzenegger mask. And the best part? With a mouth full of candy you will sound just like him.
Fear is nature's warning signal to get busy.
There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween.
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.
Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.
Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn, and cauldron bubble!
I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.
There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
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.
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.
Acting is like a Halloween mask that you put on.
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.
Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright.
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