Nobody near me here, but rats, and they are fine stealthy secret fellows.
I had this spooky psychological thing about 'The Piano' before it began, which was how everybody was going to go nuts on the set. Because a film tends to set up the way people are going to behave.
I'm not usually where I think I am. It's kind of spooky.
Physics should represent a reality in time and space, free from spooky action at a distance.
You're only as good as your record collection.
It is positively spooky how the physicist finds the mathematician has been there before him or her.
I was doing bad movies as a day job. And it almost ruined my life for a while. But I have done 130-odd films, and only fourteen have been spooky ones. Im not spooky! I want life!
Society really seems to have developed an unquestioning obedience towards spooky types… Did we get to where we are today via a slippery slope that was entirely within our control to stop? Or was it a relatively instantaneous sea change that sneaked in undetected because of pervasive government secrecy?
Folk songs in general, I like. The old spooky Scottish folk songs.
I just like the idea of this creature or a being on the roof, you know? It's kind of spooky.
Nothing spooky or terrible happened on set, but we were told to say it had. We were giving a press conference and the writers were going on about these terrible things that supposedly happened while we were filming.
So, one, that DJ Spooky is a lot you know this sort of wilder persona and then Paul Miller is more of a nuts and bolts kind of person, meaning just making sure all these things work.
I'm really not afraid of spooky things. When I have to look really frightened, I concentrate on scary things like losing my kittens or something like that.
I look spooky but I’m really nice.
Make the world better.
Music looks very formidable to people outside of it and it looks like it's this realm of spooky genius.
I've made up stuff that's turned out to be real, that's the spooky part.
No one is talking. No one is emailing. No one is texting. It's spooky and scary.
The beating of my heart was so violent and wild that I felt as if my life were breaking from me.
What changed these very ordinary men (who were such cowards that they did not dare stand too near the cross in case they got involved) into heroes who would stop at nothing? A swindle? Hallucination? Spooky nonsense in a darkened room? Or Somebody quietly doing what He said He'd do - walk right through death? What do you think?
