Quotes About Stranger Things Novels & Stories

“Pervert. Pack your things and let’s go home. I can’t wait to watch Stranger Things.” Just by hearing that movie titles, makes me mentally rolled my eyes. Even with my eyes closed, I could tell which scene was being played on the screen. I literally remember every line they said. How can I not? When my girlfriend practically dragged me to watch it every week. No, it has gotten worse now. We are about to watch it twice a week. “Don’t you want to watch another movie?” “Hm, do you have any recommendations?” “Like fifty shades of gray?” “Remind me to ask Agatha to clean your dirty mind up next time.”

You don't need to worry about me though, after those few nights when I was openly hunted, nothing frightens me anymore. “And you are not only too curious, but also stubborn,” Maetzher smiled. “Those are usually the first to die. Thank you for your concern, but I'll manage my own life somehow. – Understand, – the Stranger allowed, his eyes flashed with too unnatural green reflections. Vic cringed.

It felt better to die than to lead life stressing about unknown danger. “Kill me already. I’m exhausted from everything.” I mumbled. “From today, be careful. Don’t let any stranger come near you, especially people like Otis, and don’t go to new places.” “How do I know if people are like Otis?” I gritted. Then I glared at him and said “We don’t know the reason behind it. Don’t blame it on Otis, he was so good to me when he was alive.”

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

“Quickly.” Spiro stopped at the mouth of the cleft. “No,” Spiro refused. The stranger turned fully for the first time, but the hood of his ragged covering still shadowed his face. “No?” the stranger snapped. “Then go back and debate with the dead ones.” “This could be a trap,” Spiro warned. “It is a trap if you stay outside,” the stranger replied. “Inside is merely unpleasant.” Astrid coughed once and pressed a hand to her side. “I vote for unpleasant,” Astrid muttered. Keiran looked at Spiro. “So do I,” Keiran added. Nyra looked at me.

A doctor in South America continued treating patients despite exhaustion. Small actions. Simple actions. Human actions. The white divergence absorbed all of it. Growing brighter. Growing stronger. The mysterious stranger smiled. "There it is." Lucian looked toward him. "There what is?" The stranger's eyes remained on Ethan. "The thing the parasite never understood." Meanwhile, inside the void, the parasite continued watching Ethan. For the first time, irritation appeared across its face. "You think kindness changes reality?" Ethan shrugged. "It changes people." "People die." "Eventually."

“This is not about him. This is about our sisterly relationship.” “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about. I’m the one who slept with a stranger and refused to take a morning-after pill. And that wasn’t on purpose. I had slept with Zion a couple of times and I didn’t get pregnant. I thought I wasn’t a very fertile lady so a night with a stranger without protection was probably nothing. But it’s cool. I can’t imagine living a life without Ryan in it. He is my greatest blessing of all.” “The stranger’s sperm was definitely stronger than Zion’s own.”

she asked, her voice laced with vulnerability. A wistful smile graced the stranger's lips, a fleeting glimpse into the depths of his enigmatic soul. "Trust is a delicate dance, my dear," he replied, his words carrying the weight of experience. "It is a fragile thread that weaves its way through the tapestry of our lives. But fear not, for I too have danced with uncertainty and tangoed with danger. My intentions may be shrouded in mystery, but know this: our destinies have collided for a reason."

"That's the thing. You're not going to understand it as long as we're communicating through a door. It does not work that way. Listen to me, it's all going to make sense in the end, I promise you." "I don't trust promises made to me by strangers because ever since I can remember, people I know broke the promises they made to me, so how much more a stranger?" "Ava, listen to me, I am not that kind of stranger. When you see me, you'll know me and you'll realize that I mean no harm." "People that mean harm always say that they mean no harm. So you might be lying for all I care." "I am not permitted to lie so that's out of the way."

She laughed briefly, “not bad for an old man. Rumors about the mysterious murders. Blood thirsty beasts killing innocent people.” “What kind of beasts do you talk about ma’am?” “Esther, and so…you too have heard. Is it some failed government top secret project or could they be aliens?” “This is Kibich city. People spread different rumors upon such happenings. Believe not everything you hear ma’am. There are no aliens or escaped genies.” As she picked her handbag, “that was a quick drive. It was nice meeting you Jeff. Thank you for the ride. I will be sure to keep the advice,” she said as she opened the taxi door.