I know the horror of the black experience in America.

She looked at him with something like horror in her eyes.

He held up his hands and looked at them in horror.

Their small red eyes were a horror in his mind.

The young could not understand the horror of being old.

Soon I'll be able to see right through him, she thought in horror.

Now what kind of horror show could be coming up?

People started to talk, and everyone had a horror story to tell.

He had to let go, to get beyond the horror of her death.

The horror of a fire death did not face her.

What would be the horror beyond, in a world without death?

"Never to know the horror their mother found inside herself?"

We've known since the day after he did his horror.

I'm not a director to make an action or horror film.

What was our horror when we saw before us a Figure!

He came running out to meet us with a face of horror.

Maybe then you will understand the horror of what you've done.

But what he said then made me start away in horror.

Two of the men were talking about something called the Horror.

I turned over and saw the horror on her face.

She looked at him in horror, then turned her face away.

However, he is best known for his 70 or so horror books.

To see the horror of a life she should have never known.

The horror was over, but nothing would ever be the same again.

And for the first time in his life he knew horror.

In the last few days the city has seen horrors.

Some horrors are too big to take in all at once.

I'd seen a man or two with the horrors before.

Think hard on the horrors you have brought upon the city today.

How does a young man move on after the horrors he saw?

Going to try and turn me into one of your horrors?

What right had he to put horrors in her head?

But what did I know about horrors from the past?

He had the horrors coming on, for the first time since I'd known him.

"Perhaps you can make such horrors a thing of the past."

Then I started reading history, and found what horrors they've brought in the past.

They get further away, it sometimes seems, the horrors of war.

All the horrors are there, if you look for them.

They saw all of the horrors that took place in their new home.

That would take his mind off the horrors of the night before.

How to tell the horrors of that hold I know not.

And that sometimes war, for all its horrors, was the only choice.

How was I to know that the horrors were just beginning?

But the horrors I've just described are my only life now.

She was put to bed after yet another of her "horrors."

"Any chance of getting these two horrors to fight each other?"

And because of that, the world, for all its horrors, is a better place.

It was as if the two were playing in a house of horrors.

She was only five years old and caught up in the horrors of war.

Still, they were moving together, as one, and after the horrors of the morning, that was all she asked.