Quotes About Ghosts

Today cinema can place all its talent, all its technology in the service of reanimating what it itself contributed to liquidating. It only resurrects ghosts, and it itself is lost therein.

I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.

The fossil record is always there, whether or not you discover it. The brittle ghosts of the past. Memory is not like the surface of the water - either troubled or still. Memory is layered. What you were was another life, but the evidence is somewhere in your rock - your trilobites and ammonites, your struggling life-forms, just when you thought you could stand upright.

Ghosts will forever put in appearances, as they should. Our illusions have muscle and meaning. The past returns at midnight, in the heart of our dreams, and the rains and the willows forever remind us of the sacrifices we've offered and those we have yet to make.

Ghosts are what white people put in storybooks and picture shows. They do it to scare people about the dead. The church does the same. It's about making people afraid. I'm sure they know nothing about the good of a person's spirit and how it comes forward after death.

Qué es lo que verían, qué es lo que escucharían decir a sus fantasmas? ¿Variarían de día en día, o de hora en hora, o su alucinación sería invariable y fija como una pesadilla que durara eternamente?

The ghosts, as we call them – and as I shall call them in my letters from now on... It seems to me that the world is full of women whose men don't satisfy their need for affection, eroticism, understanding etc... I haven't made the final decision, but I'm convinced that the happiest and most genuine course for me would be to go over to the ghost side.

I found a way to visit without fear, exorcising all ghosts from the past to fill my mind with something mind-blowing.

How has it come to this? Where once my life was populated with the living, now I seem to keep company only with ghosts and ghouls and the like.

The room seemed suddenly filled with ghosts, the dreary shades of the politically correct era. (She probably refers to the years 2001-2012.

The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.

I don't even believe in magic, or ghosts or anything like that, and yet in a city like New York, on the subway, I definitely see ghosts and art seems to have some magical properties.

Nos contamos historias de fantasmas mientras caminábamos. Fue Steve quien habló la mayor parte del tiempo, ya que él sabe mucho más que yo al respecto. Estaba en plena forma. A veces olvida los finales de las historias, o confunde los nombres, pero aquella noche no. ¡Aquello era mejor que estar con Stephen King!

On the other hand, what I like my music to do to me is awaken the ghosts inside of me. Not the demons, you understand, but the ghosts.

Despair and die. The ghosts

That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.

Making money at gambling was like seeing ghosts: you never met someone who'd seen a ghost, only someone who knew someone who'd seen a ghost. You only met people who knew people who'd made a fortune at White's. Or on the racecourse.

To live with ghosts requires solitude.

To live with ghosts requires solitude. —ANNE MICHAELS, Fugitive Pieces

That's why I call this place the Haunted Bookshop. Haunted by the ghosts of the books I haven't read.

That's why I call this place the Haunted Bookshop. Haunted by the ghosts of the books I haven't read. Poor uneasy spirits, they walk and walk around me. There's only one way to lay the ghost of a book, and that is to read it.

Just because something is invisible doesn't mean it isn't there. At any given time, there are a host of invisibles floating among us. There are clairvoyants to see ghosts; but who sees the invisible emotions, the unrecorded events? Who is that sees love, more evanescent than any ghost, let alone can catch it? Who are you tell me that I don't know what love is?

Upon the clothes behind the tenement,That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines,Linking each flat, but to each indifferent,Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines.

American prosperity was ill-gotten and selective in its distribution. What is needed is an airing of family secrets, a settling with old ghosts. What is needed is a healing of the American psyche and the banishment of white guilt…. Reparations would mean a revolution of the American consciousness, a reconciling of our self-image as the great democratizer with the facts of our history.