Quotes About Ghosts

And on the sidewalks, after they've emerged from the stations, after being sandpapered by the jostling and scraping that a city like this does, all the lives they've hoarded, all the ghosts they've carried, all the inversions they've made for protection, all the scars and marks and records for recognition - the whole heterogeneous baggage falls out with each step on the pavement. There's so much spillage.

Years after I'd seen him for the last time I found myself thinking of him unexpectedly and often. You know how certain places grow powerful in the mind with passing time. In those early morning dreams when I come back to bed after a sleepy pee and fall quickly into the narrow end of the night, there is one set of streets I keep returning to, one dim mist of railroad rooms and certain figures reappear, borderline ghosts.

you want to know whether i believe in ghosts of course i do not believe in them if you had known as many of them as i have you would not believe in them either

Well, you know what Julian would say,' said Francis. 'There are such things as ghosts. People everywhere have always known that. And we believe in them every bit as much as Homer did. Only now, we call them by different names. Memory. The unconscious.

For a moment, as his arm touched mine, he was a creature of flesh and blood, but the next he was a hallucination again, a figment of the imagination stalking down the hallway as heedless of me as ghosts, in their shadowy

He revels in obscure words, as in his list of phobias including pteronophobia (tickling with feathers), xenoglossophobia (foreign languages), scorodophobia (garlic), as well as in his tour through various techniques of divination, including geloscopy (the interpretation of laughter), bletonism (analyzing currents of water), and sciomancy (shadows or ghosts).

It's Halloween! It's Halloween! The moon is full and bright and we shall see that can't be seen on any other night skeletons and ghosts and ghouls, grinning goblins fighting duels, werewolves rising from their tombs, witches on their magic brooms. In masks and gowns we haunt the street and knock on doors for trick or treat. tonight we are the king and queen, for oh tonight it's Halloween!

Ah! Si pudiese llegar y echarme a las rodillas de doña Mencía —me digo a mí mismo—, si pudiera ponerme bajo la salvaguardia de mi respetable madre, fantasmas, monstruos que os habéis ensañado conmigo, ¿os atreveréis a violar ese asilo? Allí volveré a encontrar, junto con los sentimientos de la naturaleza, los principios saludables de los que me he apartado; ellos serán mi escudo frente a vosotros.

Cinema plus Psychoanalysis equals the Science of Ghosts.

If there's a world with ghosts, shouldn't we be constantly walking through hundreds of apparitions of just regular old people?

Well, no power source here, I guess," Ozben said, letting out a shaky sigh of relief that they hadn't encountered any ghosts.

Somewhere in that vast tapestry of interwoven odors, Angel was sure he could smell the dead. Not their bodies, but their souls. His newest theory was that the dead came as ghosts in sudden finger-thin wafts of perfume or cigarette or hair's sweet soap scents when it was drying in the sun…

She shrugged. "He visits me in my dreams, which are quite real and have become more frequent." How odd it was to hear her say that, as she always forbade me to talk about the supernatural, and ghosts in particular, even when I was a child and I believed I saw spirits or had premonitions.

I see dead people.

Too, did I do anything in as poor taste as die here, Chester would be sorely vexed, and I had no desire to catch a minatory lecture from him on the subject. He had access now to an entire library of arcana; surely there would be some volume on the summoning of ghosts if I had the poor taste to expire before he could reach me to deliver it.

It was curious how quiet that last evening was; as if I had already left, and we were just two ghosts talking to each other.

Loved ones leave us and we go on—ghosts or no ghosts, my way or Molly's, we still see them. As Matthew and I knew, the dead don't entirely go away—not if you see them on the subway, or in your heart.

Like the rooftop dogs, they were lost souls—they were running wild, or they drifted around town like ghosts.

This gets complicated, because I know that not all ghosts are dead. In certain cases, you can be a ghost and still be half-alive—only a significant part of you has died. I wonder how many of these half-alive ghosts are aware of what has died in them, and—dead or alive—if there are rules for ghosts.

Yes, it is easy to see that nearly six years of magical education have not been wasted on you, Potter. Ghosts are transparent.

Please accept this fan with indulgence. If one of the ghosts that have alighted here after flitting through my memory made you weep long ago, while it was still partaking of life, then recognize that ghost without bitterness and remember that it is a mere shadow and that it will never make you suffer again. I could quite innocently capture these ghosts on the frail paper to which your hand will lend wings, for those ghosts are too unreal and too flimsy to cause any harm. . . .

The art of disappearing certainly has its own kind of value. In a strange way, in modern society we seem to be inhabiting the world of absence more than presence through the whole world of technology and virtual reality. Very often it seems that the driven nature of contemporary society is turning us into the ultimate harvesters of absence, that is, ghosts in our own lives.

Ghosts could walk freely tonight, without fear of the disbelief of men; for this night was haunted, and it would be an insensitive man who did not know it.

He did not often think of people as individuals, but rather as antidotes for the poison of his loneliness, as escapes from the imprisoned ghosts.