The dead rise again, bats fly, terror strikes and screams echo, for tonight it's Halloween.
Halloween wraps fear in innocence, As though it were a slightly sour sweet. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat.
The farther we've gotten from the magic and mystery of our past, the more we've come to need Halloween.
Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen, Voices whisper in the trees, 'Tonight is Halloween!'
Halloween is not only about putting on a costume, but it's about finding the imagination and costume within ourselves.
Halloween is an ancient druidic holiday, one the Celtic peoples have celebrated for millennia.
I love Halloween, and I love that feeling: the cold air, the spooky dangers lurking around the corner.