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“Where. Is. He?" Alphonse repeated, although it sounded more like "Don't make me eat your face.”
― Karen Chance, Embrace the Night

“November at its best - with a sort of delightful menace in the air.”
― Anne Bosworth Greene

“The house was silent, but somewhere in the garden was a swimming pool filled with unsettled water.”
― J.G. Ballard, Super-Cannes

“Only when you are dangerous are you truly equal to the world.”
― Daniel Hecht, Bones of the Barbary Coast

“Listen. You know what it's like when you're in a room with the light on and then suddenly the light goes out? I'll show you. It's like this."
He turns out the light.
BLACKOUT”
― Harold Pinter, No Man's Land

“He was horrible and fascinating all at once, like a scorpion prepared to strike, all angles and sharp lines and menace.”
― Kelly Creagh, Nevermore

“Books required no interchanges of thoughts and feelings, no trading of expectations, no traffic of words, no menace of real loss. Reading books required far less energy than reading people; the pages seldom disappointed him and they never died.”
― Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants

“It was male, of course; menace is always male. ("Nightmare")”
― Cornell Woolrich, Baker's Dozen: 13 Short Mystery Novels

“They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.”
― Akshay Vasu

“The menace of human trafficking continues to endure only because, there are some heartless men who are taking advantage of the lives and bodies the gullible victims get trapped into.”
― Sunday Adelaja

“I continued to stare at the empty seat because my sensation of a vibrant presence there was unrelieved. And in my staring I perceived that the fabric of the seat, the inner webbing of swirling fibers, had composed a pattern in the image of a face—an old woman's face with an expression of avid malignance—floating amidst wild shocks of twisting hair.”
― Thomas Ligotti, Songs of a Dead Dreamer and Grimscribe

“He ran as fast as he could, but the memories were fast too. He stumbled upon them and fell to the ground. The memories got up and stared into his eyes menacingly, they laughed harder and kept their foot on his neck. He choked and fought to breathe. He tried and failed to scream. They choked him hard until he suffered and died miserably inside.”
― Akshay Vasu

“I examined the portraits nearest to me but couldn't get past the sensation that here was the same man over and over, crouched in old boxes, readying himself to spit on my plate.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, White Is for Witching

“I tell myself I have reached an age, the age of unreliable menace. The world is full of abandoned meanings. In the commonplace I find unexpected themes and intensities.”
― Don DeLillo, White Noise

“You are a menace,' he grumbled as the gold swirled around him. 'That could have been poison!'

'You would have poisoned me?'

'I've been tempted on more than one occasion...' His eyes darkened as they lowered to her lips and stayed there.”
― Stephanie Garber, A Curse for True Love

“How does one go on after doing such unspeakable things? It's
all rather simple, really," he continued, speaking in someone else's voice. "Say to yourself, 'What things?' And it becomes clear...you are blameless. They brought it on themselves. What have they ever done for you except control your life? They tore you away from your sister; they ripped you from your home. Did you ask to be saved? No! Forget them and start over...with us, your true family, my Corcitura, my own.”
― Melika Dannese Lux, Corcitura

“But in this case,�� he continues, tracing the line of the plasterwork with one finger, “I feel that there is one cliché that sums up my position so admirably that it would be pure egotism to attempt a more interesting periphrasis. Plain speaking, therefore, there is to be.
“There is undoubtedly a strong possibility, notwithstanding the vagaries of contingency and misfortune, that my son might
have fallen—or might, we could say, have voluntarily jumped, in accordance with the ethical codes with which he has been brought up—for a play you have made with some success, although, as I am persuaded you would concede, very little originality.��
Plain speaking if you’re Henry James, perhaps.”
― Deborah Meyler, The Bookstore

“Our pulpit and churches are responsible for any kind of menace we see in our society today.”
― Sunday Adelaja

“Don’t challenge everything which challenges you! Don’t take every funny challenge serious and don’t see every weak menace as a big threat, keep your energy for the powerful challenges, for the big menaces!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“I found that air of menace more inspiring than upsetting”
― Siri Hustvedt, A Plea for Eros: Essays

“The human mind-we have come to observe-tricks out distinctions in principles of oposition. A man more foul will likely be less benign. A woman with a greedy belly may also be mean with her widow's might. The way a man slakes his thirst and a woman slakes her thirst are not identical, for they thirst for different things.
Perhaps this is why humans rely on the mirror, to get beyond the simple me-you, handsome-hideous, menacing-merciful. In a mirror, humans see that the one is also also them: the two are the same, one one. The menace accompanies the mercy. The transcendent cohabits with the corrupt. What stirring lives humans have managed to live, knowing this of themselves! And so we have made a mirror, and in our foolishness lost it, and the one who set out to reclaim it had never returned. Back into our unexamined selves we slunk, until she arrived at our door. (140)”
― Gregory Maguire, Mirror Mirror

“Aucune protection, pas d'assurance, menaces et terreur de partout, de la famille, de l'entourage, de l'Etat, d'un jeune mollah de Qom qui peut te viser du doit et t'envoyer en enfer. p368”
― Nahal Tajadod, Elle joue

“Go ahead,�� Starflight said. “It’s OK. I’ll watch them.�� He shook his wings and puffed out his chest imposingly, which came across a bit like a tree frog trying to look menacing.”
― Tui T. Sutherland, The Hidden Kingdom

“One of the most poignant of architectural metaphors is to be seen in the Holocaust Museum in Berlin by Daniel Libeskind (Figure 107). Its form abounds in sharp points from the plan to the shape of openings. Its cladding in zinc copper titanium alloy adds menace to the razor-sharp edges and angles. The apparently arbitrary positioning of openings in the elevations originate in lines connecting the addresses of Jewish victims of the Nazis across Berlin. Vigorously clashing shapes put the finishing touch to a building which is a most eloquent memorial to the suffering of the Jews in the Second World War. It is the architectural equivalent of Picasso’s Guernica .”
― Peter F. Smith, The Dynamics of Delight