Rocky Horror Quotes

And crawling on the planet's face, some insects called the human race. Lost in time, and lost in space. And meaning.

Look at you, all Rocky Horror Picture Ho.

Don't dream it, be it

In our heart we know that life loves life. Yet we feast on some of the other life-forms with which we share our planet; we kill to live. Taste is what carries us across that rocky moral terrain, what makes the horror palatable, and the paradox we could not defend by reason melts into a jungle of sweet temptations.

The dragons live in the casino? Tee's eyes widened and alarm coursed through her. My God, it's like the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

Horace, however, had arrayed himself in a Gothic assortment of crushed velvet, black satin, and patent leather that shouldn't have been allowed in my view. He might as well have I AM A VAMPIRE embroidered across the front of his watered-silk waistcoat. An outfit like that is going to get him staked one of these days; it's exactly what Boris Karloff would have worn, if he had joined the cast of Rocky Horror Motion Picture Show.

They've gone away from the classic [Harley Quinn] look in favor of a sort-of Rocky Horror on ice, cast member tripped and fell in some Daddy issues...thing

Under no circumstance should you ever accept an invitation to go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show. White people spend less time preparing for their SATs than they do for this movie.

Aiden had no control over the slide. Ten feet to the edge. Eight. Five. Three. Finally, the tires grabbed. They jerked to a stop inches from the edge of the rocky cliff overlooking the churning shoreline below.

Tim Curry is God. He will distract me.

Don't dream it. Be it.

Says we can go to revival of The Rocky Horror Picture Show He wants us to come with So he can have someone's hand to squeeze When the beauty of Tim Curry is too much to bear

Don't dream it. Be it.

Taste is what carries us across that rocky moral terrain, what makes the horror palatable, and the paradox we could not defend by reason melts into a jungle of sweet temptations.

It's not easy having a good time! Even smiling makes my face ache!

Stay sane inside insanity.

Like I told you, Sam and Patrick love their big song, so I thought I'd read it to have something to discuss with them. In the end, the magazine compared him with John Lennon from the Beatles. I told that to Sam later, and she got really mad. She said he was like Jim Morrison if he was like anybody, but really, he isn't like anybody but himself. We were all at the Big Boy after Rocky Horror, and it started this big discussion. Craig said the problem with things is that everyone is always comparing everyone with everyone and because of that, it discredits people, like in his photography classes. Bob said that it was all about our parents not wanting to let go of their youth and how it kills them when they can't relate to something. Patrick said that the problem was that since everything has happened already, it makes it hard to break new ground. Nobody can be as big as the Beatles because the Beatles already gave it a "context." The reason they were so big is that they had no one to compare themselves with, so the sky was the limit. Sam added that nowadays a band or someone would compare themselves to the Beatles after the second album, and their own personal voice would be less from that moment on.

Rocky Zito’s the name. Movies are my game. You probably heard of me?’ Howie hadn’t before today. He steered clear of horror films. He experienced enough terror at work.

Allied forces advancing in Saipan watched in horror as hundreds of Japanese residents killed themselves en masse—exploding hand grenades or jumping from rocky cliffs to the whitecap-tossed ocean far below, a phenomenon that would be repeated elsewhere.

If nothing else, Rocky Horror proves that the line between the scary and the plainly dumb is as old as the horror genre itself.

Don’t dream it, be it

Otto’s a better person than I am. I would’ve hit him at least once.” “Me too.” All the horror of the past days came rushing back as she stared at the man who’d caused so much of it. “In the junk.” Theo barked a surprised laugh. “You know, Grace, I didn’t think I’d like you at first, but you’re growing on me.

Richard Linklater: First, we became a midnight film. We would play for an entire year at certain theaters. They would turn it into a mini-concert where you go in the theater and you could smell the pot smoke. Jason London: I heard stories about how we'd kicked Rocky Horror out of its venues because people wanted to get in to watch Dazed and Confused instead. Anthony Rapp: There was a thing called the Brew and View in Chicago where they served beer and put up a screen at different venues. And I don't know if it was as orchestrated as a Rocky Horror thing but every time Wiley [Wiggins] touched his nose, they drank [me: yeah we did]. Wiley Wiggins: That will kill you! Don't do that!

A large flat screen hanging from the wall is playing Rocky Horror Picture Show, and two girls and a guy are singing “Time Warp” at the top of their lungs.

The Golden Age of Radio was an era of pre-television radio entertainment from the 1930s- 1950s. The shows crossed many genres. Showcasing stories about hard-boiled detectives, Westerns, comedies, horror, etc. I LOVED to listen to those stories. The shows conjured up lush scenes of vibrant color, painful heartbreak and suspense in my young mind. Some of my favorite shows that I still listen to as an adult include: The Adventures Sam Spade, Pat Novak for Hire, Gunsmoke, Hopalong Cassidy, Have Gun Will Travel, Nero Wolfe, Richard Diamond, The Adventures of Rocky Jordan, The Marx Brothers, The Green Hornet and The Whistler, to name a few.

She’s staying at my place so that she’ll be safe from Jovanovic. What if she thinks…? How do I let her know that she doesn’t have to…?" He trailed off again with a grunt of frustration. “You don’t want her to think that she has to put out as payment for staying with you,” Theo said baldly, and Otto winced. It sounded as bad out loud as it had in his head. “Yes.” “Just tell her.” Otto shifted uncomfortably. “I tried. It doesn’t come out right.” “You don’t want me to—” “No!” Otto raised his hands in horror, cutting Theo off in mid-sentence. "No. I’ll do it. I’ll talk to her.

Danika does not scream. She does not cry. She does not even move. She just kneels there on the rocky forest floor, her hands resting on the top of her belly, staring at the grotesque thing that had only a short time before been the father of the child growing inside her.

Rocky is your cannibal father.

Don't dream it, be it.

It was a few moments before Rod recognised the words, as they echoed from many mouths in a confusing way, but the movements were unmistakable. They jumped to the left, stepped to the right and, as one, their hands flew to their hips. “Oh, surely not?” said Rod. “The Timewarp?” It seemed unlikely that Crippen-Ai was a fan of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Presumably, he wanted to demonstrate his control over the humans.

In today’s era of globalization and false equivalence it can be hard for many of us to recall that most Cold War leaders had seen true evil up close during World War II. They had no illusions about what dictators were capable of if given the chance. They had witnessed existential threats with their own eyes and seen the horrors of the concentration camps. They also knew that nuclear weapons could be used in war; for generations that followed, that thought was almost literally inconceivable. It is a shame that today Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin have become caricatures, as if they are mythological beasts representing an ancient evil vanquished long ago. But evil does not die, just as history does not end. Like a weed, evil can be cut back but never entirely uprooted. It waits for its chance to spread through the cracks in our vigilance. It can take root in the fertile soil of our complacency, or even the rocky rubble of the fallen Berlin Wall.

There's a rule in horror movies that says the last thing you want to do in a haunted house emergency is go upstairs, and I respect the good sense and logic it tries to convey. But when you're facing down two tons of anthropomorphic silicone and your best friend yells, "Stairs!", by God, you're going to run up those stairs like you're Rocky Balboa.

I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey. The Criminologist, "The Rocky Horror Picture Show