Best 37 of Reaper quotes - MyQuotes
You don’t fuck with fate, Oz, because she’ll ass-rape you with no lube, wearing a spiked dildo.
The Grim Reaper doesn't disappear... he catches up.
Erith," he said and bowed his head. Her blue-black hair hung to her hips in soft waves.
You become a changed person when you face the reaper and deny him your soul.
Will the real Red Reaper please stand up?
Come with me And you will find What's been trapped Inside my mind...
I stepped out and the sun was shining. And the birds were chirping. It was the nicest day we'd had in ages. A couple of bunnies scampering about. It could have been the start of a Disney flick.
If you're watching, Eo, it's time to close your eyes.
They want a leader, and if the Reaper of Mars decides to come back from the dead here...you won't have an army, you'll have a tide at your heels.
We must understand that the sower and the reaper at the end shall both rejoice
Just another part of that Spartan killer instinct. I can slay the ladies just as well as I can reapers.
Go.” Granmare pointed at the door. “Let me work in peace.” Balthazar didn’t look back when he left. “Now, my dear,” the witch turned to her, “let me give you what that foolish boy paid for.” “He’s not foolish,” Arianne said. For giving a drop of his blood, the least she could do was defend the annoying oaf. “He’s going out of his way to help me, so if there’s anyone foolish here it’s me.” “My, my, my.” Granmare Baba gasped, spreading her hand at the center of her chest. “You have a mouth on you. I will so enjoy watching what happens to you when the time comes.” A chill went down Arianne’s back. She’d almost been afraid to ask, “What do you mean?” Granmare Baba only smiled her yellow toothy smile before she went about putting things together in a large cauldron that seemed to have magically appeared in the center of the round room.
A demonic reaper asked to be my valentine and then killed his crazy ex-girlfriend to save my life. Tomorrow I was starting up antipsychotic meds.
I’ve hungered for you in ways you can’t even imagine.
Some people loathe the act of killing a person at first, but as they continue to do it, it can feel like a game. They can begin to feel superior, like the winner of the game. But, if the reaper has to save a life for every life they take, it keeps them humble. It’s a matter of subservience so the reaper doesn’t begin to think of himself stronger than he is.
My song is not one of peace. It is one of failure and pain. My song is one of battle and blood, death and power. It is not the song of Helene Aquilla. It is the song of the Blood Shrike.
I was the Reaper and he was the Ghost, and his soul was long overdue for collection
Never so sweet a repast as the Reaper's when you tread upon the threshold of a Quiznos.