Ghosts Quotes
Science fiction is no more written for scientists that ghost stories are written for ghosts.
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
The addict's reliance on the drug to reawaken her dulled feelings is no adolescent caprice. The dullness is itself a consequence of an emotional malfunction not of her making
The rancid odor mixed with the dust, death, and confusion as they awaited those who could clean up the mess and make death official.
The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!
I bolted upright in my bed, gasping for air and still feeling his touch on my hand. I could feel him watching me. I could feel him waiting for me.
The fact that you and I are acquaintances only interested and amused the ghosts further. Gossip bunch, really.
A familiar pang of dread wrapped its icy hand around my heart." Lorelei Preston-The Wild Hunt
What we believe spirit visitors to be influences how they affect our lives. What we believe ourselves to be dictates how we react to them.
One warm morning in July, a ghost came to our breakfast table.
Sometimes, the only way to exorcise old ghosts is to pack your bags and move in with them.
What are ghosts if not the hope that love continues beyond our ordinary senses? If ghosts are a delusion, then let me be deluded.
This whole goddam house stinks of ghosts. I don’t mind so much being haunted by a dead ghost, but I resent like hell being haunted by a half-dead one.
Trust me, you see the dead walking around, you learn not to scream, laugh, or piss yourself pretty quickly.
The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.
She had been his talisman, his cure for the insecurities and worries that he knew deep down didn't really matter, but somehow had always managed to get the best of him.
I will tell him that I've always thought he was a monster. And that I want to be his bride
If you give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day, but if you teach him to fish, he'll eat all the fish you might have caught for yourself.--Advice of Paul Slater, the evil mediator, to Suze
Annabelle was practically standing on my back. It was like wearing an Annabelle backpack.
Though Abdul had been as afraid of ghosts as most Annawadi boys, these reports did not disturb him. Being terrorized by living people seemed to have diminished his fear of the dead.
I dreaded an invasion of ghosts or, less likely, an invasion of the police.
Hazel frowned. "Why that one?""You don't see the ghost?" Frank asked."Ghost?" Nico asked.Okay... if Frank was seeing a ghost that the Underworld kids couldn't see, something was definitely wrong.
It lingers in this room like the voices that still echo here, some belonging to a man who’d once been alive, and the rest belong to others who’ve never drawn breath.
...his voice was like the cracking of ice on a winter lake, and the words were mocking
He thinks you were trapped in a tree in the 1920s. How is that not crazy?
I won't tell if you don't." I winked.Granny laughed.In the South, a wink speaks louder than words.
There was a profound silence, abruptly broken by an enormously loud rumble from George's stomach. Plaster didn't actually fall from the ceiling, but it was close.
The best time to talk to ghosts is just before the sun comes up. That's when they can hear us true.
I was in a strip club trying to help a ghost get laid which was challenging, but not impossible.
Everybody in my family believed in ghosts, and my grandma said it wasn't just bad people who turned into them, it was bad deeds too.
Laurel returned to CJ's bedroom. "Do you want me to remove your clothes?" "Hell, yeah, " he said, and the growly expression immediately vanished.
The next morning I was up bright and early. Mostly because I'd sold the curtains.
My brothers and I love A Christmas Story. It reminds us of ourselves when we were that age." "Your father didn't want to give you a BB shotgun because you might shoot your eye out?
What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn't know it's dead.
Ghosts are some of the loneliest people you will ever meet.
Feb. 1, 1965Storm late at night, heavy rain, a thunderous racket, the windows shaking. I heard my name called. A woman’s voice in hell pleading with me to join her.
