Mr. Crossley suddenly wondered why he was why he was worrying about the note. It was only a joke, after all. He cleared his throat. Everyone looked up hopefully. 'Somebody,' said Mr. Crossley, 'seems to have sent me a Halloween message. ' And he read out the note: 'SOMEONE IN THIS CLASS IS A WITCH. ' 6B thought this was splendid news. Hands shot up all over the room like a bed of beansprouts. 'It's me, Mr. Crossley!' 'Mr. Crossley, I'm the witch!' 'Can I be the witch, Mr. Crossley?' 'Me, Mr. Crossley, me, me, me!
Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to.
Believers of Jesus be denouncing Satan on every level, But every Halloween they're dressin' like devils.
Evil hiding among us is an ancient theme.
Where there is no imagination there is no horror.
There are three things I have learned never to discuss with people. . . Religion, Politics, and The Great Pumpkin.
I heard one cry in the night, and I heard one laugh afterwards. If I cannot forget that, I shall not be able to sleep again.
In the midst of all the candy and commercialism, let's not lose sight of the true meaning of Halloween: tree worship and animal sacrifice.
A grandmother pretends she doesn't know who you are on Halloween.
I've seen lots of Halloween people dressed up like me and they'll send me pictures. And I found that very rewarding to know that I've reached anyone.
I see horror as part of legitimate film. I don't see it as an independent genre that has nothing to do with cinema.
I like Halloween. It gives you a chance to dress up like something you're not, you know? Like when the Miami Dolphins put on football uniforms.
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween.
You could hollow out a big pumpkin and wear it on your head for the entire week of your birthday. This will allow you to get in touch with your Halloween emotions.
History is malleable. A new cache of diaries can shed new light, and archeological evidence can challenge our popular assumptions.
Halloween is fun, but it wasnt always my favorite holiday. I think Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday.
So when I open the door on Halloween, I am confronted by three or four imaginary heroes, such as G. I. Joe, Conan the Barbarian and Oliver North, who would look very terrifying except that they are three feet tall and facing in random directions. They stand there silently for several seconds before an adult voice hisses from the darkness behind them: "Say 'Trick or treat!
We had nine pails of candy for Halloween, now we are down to one. They go for a lot of the candy mixes. I think that they buy them for themselves sometimes.
Halloween: the day each year when strangers give you even more specific reasons to dislike them based on what they are wearing.
I've just returned from my daughter's Halloween parade at grade school. She was supergirl - and she was perfect. And, even better, she still considers boys to be made of kryptonite.