James Hilton Quotes

Michael Jackson loved epic symbols. In his shows and his videos, he always destroyed or salvaged worlds; he was the hero of parables about street violence, sexual combat, war and natural disaster. It was always apocalypse or apotheosis now.

The most appropriate type of daily life for me was a day-by-day world destruction; peace was the most difficult and abnormal state to live in.

War is the easiest photography in the business. Just get close, be lucky, know how your camera works. There are subjects everywhere. Everyplace you go, there is something to photograph in a war, like being in the middle of a hurricane or a train crash or an earthquake. You can't miss it.

You can no more win a war than you can win an earthquake.

When hopes and dreams are loose in the streets, it is well for the timid to lock doors, shutter windows and lie low until the wrath has passed. For there is often a monstrous incongruity between the hopes, however noble and tender, and the action which follows them. It is as if ivied maidens and garlanded youths were to herald the four horsemen of the apocalypse.

Civilization is going down the drain, and the sooner it does, the better.

Could this be the Apocalypse ?

I can see we're in for a fabulous evening's apocalypse.

It’s the end. It’s the end of the civilization. We’re going down. No, it’s sure not too attractive. Lenticels. I just hope my kids don’t live to see the last days. The things burning and people living in cellars. Violet. The only thing worse than the thought it may all come tumbling down is the thought that we may go on like this forever.

End times aren't supposed to be very pretty.

The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, it was burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.

Disaster is a natural part of my evolution toward tragedy and dissolution.

Here's the funny thing about the world coming to an end. Once it gets going, it doesn't seem to stop.

Catastrophe, riots, factories blowing up, armies in flight, flood - the ear can detect a whole apocalypse in the starry night of the human body.

I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door.

One sound blow will serve to undo us all.

Get ready for the future: it is murder.

The world was floods above and fire below

And they would all smile at the beauty of destruction.

All things around, convulsed with violent thunder, seem to tremble, and the mighty walls of the capacious world appear at once to have started and burst asunder.

One fine day a predatory world shall consume itself.

The first angel sounded his trumpet, and there came hail and fire mixed with blood, and it was hurled down upon the earth. A third of the earth was burned up, a third of the trees were burned up, and all the green grass was burned up.