Quotes About Stranger Things Novels & Stories

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

Not after everything that happened two years ago. Before I could stop it, the words from that night flashed in my mind. “You know, I once read a quote in a book that said, ‘Weakness is a disease. If you don’t treat it, if you don’t cut it out of your life, it will consume you whole. And in the end, you’ll be the only one who suffers.’ So, Mr. Stranger, do you know what I think? Even if you die here— even if you jump, you’re the only one who will truly be gone. Everyone else will eventually move on with their lives. That’s how the world works. It’s cruel to the victims, even after death. So why don’t you live and prove everyone wrong? You said you were weak so why don't you live and become po

If I allow myself to dream, he sounds magical. “Is this my subconscious trying to convince me not to kill myself? To put my head under the surface and end it all?” I comment, considering my previous dark thoughts. I would have never done it, but the thought of putting these hallucinations to rest was tempting. God. What would Della say if she were here? “There’s always a simpler answer than you might think. You’re just looking too hard,” the stranger comments.

Marcos provoked Steven while yelling but was unable to finish his statement. "Trust?" Don Steven slammed his palm on the desk, startling the stranger. "How can I trust you when you meet up with some random stranger and plot my murder?" Don Steven rose to his feet. He yelled loud enough to wake a newborn baby. "Oops," the stranger said quietly. "I believe I must depart." The stranger now interrupts as he prepares to leave the office. "You are not permitted to leave! Stop "Don Steven's bloodshot eyes met the stranger's. "Ha...." The ground is trembling violently.

Mercy blurts, causing laughter to erupt from Mae and the stranger. “Trust me, you gonna scream for more.” He tells them, winking. It seems too off to me, talking with a stranger about something so sleazy but my friends don’t see it as wrong. I can remember what my pornstar neighbor once said, people have different kink shit they wanna try out and my friends seem to love fucking strangers. I guess it's part of their kink.

The stranger entered the room. And suddenly the air became heavy. Every step left a strange echo. As if many people were going at the same time. Not one. Thousands. “When the door was opened...” said the stranger calmly, “...I learned something.” He looked out the window. To the lights. “That memories form people.” “And?” asked Jonas. The being smiled. “So I started collecting.” An icy shower ran through the room. “The forgotten.” whispered Mira. The stranger nodded. “Of course.”

“Don’t worry, Natasha. It’s over now. Just remember, be cautious around strangers. You never know who they truly are.” Natasha stammers, struggling to find her words, but eventually manages to reply, expressing her gratitude and the depth of her newfound trust in me. We share a moment of understanding and support, knowing that we must remain vigilant in a world where danger can lurk behind even the most seemingly innocent faces.

‎ ‎"Don’t ever talk to me like that again." ‎

he replied. "Maybe you're not , but you and my problems are similar , you both just don't seem to go away!" I retorted. "You can talk to me " he said calmly and I scoffed. "Tell my problems to a total stranger and appear weak ?!, Thank you I'll pass" "Strangers are the best kind of people to talk to , because after today you won't be seeing me again " he replied. "You're very intrusive, you know that?!" I replied.

Gross! "Fine. Take all the time you need, princess" she mocked. Why is she mocking me? I have the good sense to turn around, enter my car and just…yes! Finally, I got the right speech. "Well, life is not fair, Aniston and unfair things happen to people all the time. But we don't throw in the towel. Instead we suck it up and keep pushing" I clenched my fist in solidarity. Aniston narrowed her eyes on me. "Did you seriously just quote Coach Richardson from that movie 'boys on fire'? How dumb do you think I am?"