Quotes About Ghosts

El pasado es frágil, tan frágil como quebradizos los huesos con los años, tan frágil como los fantasmas que vemos en las ventanas o los sueños que se descomponen al despertar y no dejan atrás nada aparte de una sensación de inquietud o angustia, o, menos a menudo, una extraña satisfacción.

The past is fragile, as fragile as bones grown brittle with age, as fragile as ghosts seen in windows or the dreams that fall apart upon waking and leave nothing behind them but a feeling of unease or distress or, more rarely, a kind of eerie satisfaction.

I love crime, I love mysteries, and I love ghosts.

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleeve to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform a ritual on my lips I lie in stolid hopelessness and they lay my soul in strips.

If all people became ghosts my social life would be so over - Suze Simon in the Mediator

Father Dominic, however is a way better mediator than I am. Well, maybe not better. But different, certainly. See, he really feels that ghosts are best handled with gentle guidance and earnest advice-same as the living. I'm more in favor of a sort of get-to-the-point approach that tends to involve my fists.

Oh, for God's sake , I thought. Why me? I mean, really. Like my life's not complicated enough. Now I have to play Obi Wan Kenobi to this kid's Anakin Skywalker? It so isn't fair. When was I ever going to get the chance to be a normal teenage girl, to do the things normal teenage girls like to do, like go to parties and hang out at the beach, and um, what else? Oh, yeah, date. A date, with the boy I actually like, would be nice. But do I get dates? Oh, no. What do I get instead? Ghosts.

table sat an antique ormolu clock, its hands frozen on the twelve and the ten, 11:50. The magic hour. The time when Zee's ghosts appeared in the greenhouse wall. Bits and pieces of two scenarios were coming back to her, fitting together like a child's jigsaw puzzle. She had, indeed, come to this place—Mathew Brady's New York studio—a short time earlier to have her portrait made

It's as if the Sox have walked through the Stadium driving stakes through every single ghost's, vampire's and Yankee fan's rotten, cobwebby heart.

when you feel pain from your raw spot, are there ghosts standing behind your lover?

What we remember from childhood we remember forever—permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen. —CYNTHIA OZICK, AMERICAN WRITER, B. 1928

I could feel the ghosts of all the girls I'd been behind me in the alleyway, creeping in my wake. I could almost hear my own footsteps as an echo. For a moment it was so real that I spooked myself. I stopped and turned to look. There was only silence and darkness. I walked on.

They say that shadows of deceased ghosts Will haunt the houses and the graves about Of such whose life's lamp went untimely out, Delighting still in their forsaken hosts.

Now to go on, now to be Ghost. It banishes the other ghosts from his side, for a time: being someone else. Leaving the world, he steps on stage. Now, the real turn into ghosts. Like a snail in reverse, he can only live away from the shell of himself.

Yes, every once in a while, negative experiences occur: a ghost gone astray or an angry spirit encountered. Some spirits are less pleasant than others. Yet this shouldn't be cause for panic; these situations can be effectively dealt with, if you know what to do.

Bats have powerful associations with death and ghosts. A hoodoo charm to stop ghostly harassment displays African magical roots: Should you feel that ghost's unwanted presence, toss one single black cat hair, obtained without harming the cat, over your left shoulder saying, "Skit, scat! Become a bat!

Love is not a state, a feeling, a disposition, but an exchange, uneven, fraught with history, with ghosts, with longings that are more or less legible to those who try to see one another with their own faulty vision.

The main work of haunting is done by the living

I don't believe in the white spectre-type of ghosts you get in stories, but what if ghosts are something else? Like memories somehow caught and trapped in time, released by being in certain places where things first happened.

there us a difference you know, between the male and the female ghost-" "What is the difference?" Georgina asked. "Oh, the male ghost is obsessed with venegemce, I find." Lear said, drinking again. "And what are females obsessed by?" Hugh asked. "Prick songs," Lear said. "Snogging. Same as when they are alive, really.

Borra, borra en tu memoria, vuelve a la tabula rasa de la infancia, llénate de futuro, despójate de pasado y ten presente que: el río no corre en reversa. Entre fantasmas, Fernando Vallejo

I've got quite a vivid imagination and I'm easily overwhelmed by sensations and things that are beautiful or scary. I don't think I've ever seen a ghost - I think I'm probably haunted by my own ghosts than real ones.

The past but lives in written words: a thousand ages were blank if books had not evoked their ghosts, and kept the pale unbodied shades to warn us from fleshless lips.

I left you clean. Purged of all your ghosts. I am the one who has been haunted all my life. Haunted by you.