Quotes About Ghosts

Many other dear ghosts were glinting from the past, winks of light playing along the rims of our wineglasses, reminding us of how reckless they'd been and how magnificent.

That was the way it was in New Orleans, and in every old haunted city across the world. Ghosts vanished, and new ghosts arrived to take their place. Things changed. Things stayed the same.

Some words were like that. Whole lives attached to them. Ghosts and lives and ecstasy and sorrow.

Charlotte believed in ghosts, for after all, she had been a kind of ghost herself.

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves deadAre driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,Pestilence-stricken multitudes.

Forget the dead, the past? O yet there are ghosts that may take revenge for it, memories that make the heart a tomb, regrets which gild thro' the spirit's gloom, and with ghastly whispers tell that joy, once lost, is pain.

While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.

Siamo noi che, perduti in tempestose visioni, conduciamo una vana lotta contro gli spettri, e in una folle trance con il coltello dello spirito colpiamo, invulnerabili, nulla.

I slept badly that night, my vivid dreams populated by ghosts. As much as it revived ailing spirits in day light, the fizzy energy of NY seemed to feed on human frailty at night.

If you don't believe in ghosts, why you wake up from nightmares screaming out the names of your dead friends?