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Monster is a word which usually refers to any creature or person which can produce fear or harm by its appearance or its actions, but it is also sometimes used to simply indicate oddities which are extremely unusual. Legends or horror fiction usually depict monsters as something or someone physically or psychologically hideous, morally objectionable, and prone to doing horrible or evil things. The word derives from Latin monstrum, an aberrant occurrence, usually biological, which was taken as a sign that something was wrong within the natural order; its root is monere —which means to warn, or to instruct. Augustine of Hippo emphasized that aspect of the word, and did not consider monsters inherently evil, but as part of the natural design of the world, from which lessons could arise.


  • [ . . . ] they defiled [ . . . ] 2[ . . . they begot] giants and monsters [ . . . ] 3[ . . . ] they begot, and, behold, all [the earth was corrupted . . . ] 4[ . . . ] with its blood and by the hand of [ . . . ] 5[giant's] which did not suffice for them and [ . . . ] 6[ . . . ] and they were seeking to devour many [ . . . ] 7[ . . . ] 8[ . . . ] the monsters attacked it.
  • 2[ . . . ] flesh [ . . . ] 3al[l . . . ] monsters [ . . . ] will be [ . . . ] 4[ . . . ] they would arise [ . . . ] lacking in true knowledge [ . . . ] because [ . . . ] 5[ . . . ] the earth [grew corrupt . . . ] mighty [ . . . ] 6[ . . . ] they were considering [ . . . ] 7[ . . . ] from the angels upon [ . . . ] 8[ . . . ] in the end it will perish and die [ . . . ] 9[ . . . ] they caused great corruption in the [earth . . . ] [ . . . this did not] suffice to [ . . . ] "they will be [ . . . ]
  • What is a saint? A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love. Contact with this energy results in the exercise of a kind of balance in the chaos of existence. A saint does not dissolve the chaos; if he did the world would have changed long ago. I do not think that a saint dissolves the chaos even for himself, for there is something arrogant and warlike in the notion of a man setting the universe in order. It is a kind of balance that is his glory. He rides the drifts like an escaped ski. His course is the caress of the hill. His track is a drawing of the snow in a moment of its particular arrangement with wind and rock. Something in him so loves the world that he gives himself to the laws of gravity and chance. Far from flying with the angels, he traces with the fidelity of a seismograph needle the state of the solid bloody landscape. His house is dangerous and finite, but he is at home in the world. He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.
  • Dr. Ludwig Frankenstein: You're a cunning fellow Ygor. Do you think I would put your sly and sinister brain into the body of a giant? That would be a monster indeed. You will do as I tell you or I will not be responsible for the consequences.
  • Kilaak Queen: Ghidorah is a space monster. The monsters from Earth cannot win. I will get in touch with you, when you feel like giving up.
  • I tried to talk. I want you to remember that. I tried to reach out. I tried to understand you, but I think you understand us perfectly. I think that you just don't care. And I don't know whether you're here to invade, infiltrate or just replace us. I don't suppose it really matters now. You are monnsters! That is the role you seem determined to play! So, it seems that I must play mine: the man that stops the monsters. I'm sending you back to your own dimension. Who knows, some of you may even survive the trip. And if you do, remember this: You are not welcome here! This plane is protected! I am The Doctor, and I name you "the Boneless"!
  • Hateful day when I received life!' I exclaimed in agony. 'Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemlance. Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred.
  • The female monster is cer­tainly no deadlier than the male, but she is different. She is a sucking, strangling, trapping creature.
  • Postremo nemo aegrotus quidquam somniat tam infandum, quod non aliquis dicat philosophus.
    • No sick man's monstrous dream can be so wild that some philosopher won't say it's true.
    • Marcus Terentius Varro Eumenides, fragment 6, from Saturae Menippeae; translation from J. Wight Duff Roman Satire: Its Outlook on Social Life (Hamden, Conn.: Archon Books, 1964) p. 90.
  • Monkrum horrendum, informe, ingens, cui lumen ademptum.
    • An immense, misshapen, marvelous monster whose eye is out.
    • Virgil, Æneid (29-19 BC), III. 658.
  • I don't want to kill Ultron. He's unique. And he's in pain. But that pain will roll over the Earth. So he must be destroyed — every form he's built, every trace of his presence on the 'net. We have to act now, and not one of us can do it without the other. Maybe I am a monster … I don't think I would know if I were one. I'm not what you are, and not what you intended. So there may be no way to make you trust me. [casually hands Thor his hammer Mjöllnir ] But we need to go.
  • The monster’s power is one of sexual difference from the normal male. In this difference he is remarkably like the woman in the eyes of the traumatized male: a biological freak with impossible and threatening appetites that suggest a frightening potency precisely where the normal male would perceive a lack.


Wolverine: What?
Idie: That's why they want to kill us. You can't blame them. They have every right to be afraid.
Wolverine: Look at me, are 'not a monster, you hear me?
Idie: It's okay. It doesn't bother me anymore. I've made my peace with what I am.
  • Jason Aaron (w), Frank Cho (a),X-Men Schism #2, (September, 2011), Marvel Comics.
Elliot: Is it monsters coming? Have you met monsters before?
The Doctor: Yeah.
Elliot: You scared of them?
The Doctor: No — they're scared of me.
Rose: What is that? What's happening?
The Doctor: That was murder.
Harriet: That was defence. It's adapted from alien technology. A ship that fell to Earth ten years ago.
The Doctor: But they were leaving.
Harriet: You said yourself, Doctor, they'd go back to the stars and tell others about the Earth. I'm sorry, Doctor, but you're not here all the time. You come and go. It happened today. Mister Llewellyn and the Major, they were murdered. They died right in front of me while you were sleeping. In which case we have to defend ourselves.
The Doctor: Britain's Golden Age.
Harriet: It comes with a price.
The Doctor: I gave them the wrong warning. I should've told them to run as fast as they can, run and hide because the monsters are coming. The human race.

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