The Night of the Hunter Quotes

“Not that you mind the killings! There's plenty of killings in your book, Lord..”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Preacher walks away and stands for a spell staring out the cell window with his long, skinny hands folded behind him. Ben looks at those hands and shivers. What kind of a man would have his fingers tattooed that way? he thinks. The fingers of the right hand, each one with a blue letter beneath the gray, evil skin—L—O—V—E. And the fingers of the left hand done the same way only now the letters spell out H—A—T—E. What kind of a man? What kind of a preacher?”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“He thought again of the watch in the window. It had twelve black numbers on its moon face and there was magic to that. For these were numbers that were not really numbers at all but letters like in words. He shivered at the possibilities of such untold magic.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Hing hang hung! the words rang faintly through his daydream like echoes of Miz Cunningham's tart little doorbell. Then he looked again at the old woman herself. Why, she was really quite wonderful - this old fat woman! In the end, she got her hands on nearly everything in the world! Just look at her window! There by the pair of old overshoes were Jamey Hankins' ice skates. There was old Walt Spoon's elk's tooth. There - his mother's own wedding ring! There was a world in the window of this remarkable old woman. And it was probable that when Miz Cunningham like an ancient barn owl fluttered and flapped to earth at last, they would take her away and pluck her open and find her belly lined with fur and feathers and the tiny mice skulls of myriad dreams.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Lord save little children! They abide.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Salvation! Why, it’s always a last-minute business, boy.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“El Señor guarde a los niños! Pues todos ellos tienen su Predicador que los persigue por el sombrío río del miedo y la imposibilidad de expresar lo que sienten y las puertas cerradas. Todos son mudos y están solos, porque no hay palabras para expresar el miedo de un niño, ni oídos que le presten atención, y, si las hubiera, nadie las entendería aunque las oyera. ¡El Señor guarde a los niños! Los niños lo soportan todo y superan cualquier obstáculo.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Su nombre es Harry Powell. Pero los nombres de sus dedos son R, O, M y A, y O, I, D y O y la historia que cuenta sobre que una mano es Odio y la otra Amor es una mentira, porque las dos son Odio, y verlas moverse me asusta todavía más que las sombras o que el viento.”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter

“Miz Cooper says don't pay her no mind because she is most likely one of them Duck River Baptists and probably a Republican ...”
― Davis Grubb, The Night of the Hunter