300 Quotes About Halloween

The pumpkin itself is a symbol for mortality. Like mortals, the pumpkin seed is planted in the darkness of the earth, where it is left to search for the light. When the plant finally sprouts, it travels along the ground, as if in search of its place in the world. Then, once the pumpkin has found its place, it blossoms into a fruit that towers above all others. And when the pumpkin is ripe, it's a veritable life-giving force.

I am a worthy cause," said Jack. "No. You are a bum," said the man.

Halloween is a day in which some people choose to wear a mask… while others finally feel safe to take theirs off.

It was in the fall of 1986 that I first saw the devil on the streets of Detroit. We were introduced by a friend who works for a local radio station. “Spend the evening before Halloween with me and I'll show you something you've never seen before,” he promised. "People try to burn down their own neighborhoods. They call it Devil's Night.

He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago and heard the wind and saw the empty trees. It had made him cry, without a reason. And a little of that sadness returned each year to him. It always went away with spring.But, it was a little different tonight. There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years.There would be no spring. ("The October Game")

Autumn has arrived. I hear it in the whispering of leaves.

Tis the night—the nightOf the grave's delight,And the warlocks are at their play;Ye think that without,The wild winds shout,But no, it is they—it is they!

The wind outside nested in each tree, prowled the sidewalks in invisible treads like unseen cats.Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows' Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades. From kitchen windows drifted two pumpkin smells: gourds being cut, pies being baked.

The farther we've gotten from the magic and mystery of our past, the more we've come to need Halloween.October Dreams: A celebration of Halloween