Quotes About Ghostlike
Moving quickly now, shadow amid shadows. Slipping ghostlike through brush and bramble. My senses extend me beyond my skull. I am become a piece of the night.
~ Roger Zelazny
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Our life is not so much threatened as our perception. Ghostlike we glide through nature, and should not know our place again.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Stars danced in front of Mandred's eyes. The pain . . . he could barely breathe. A blow to the chest knocked him off balance. A second sent him sprawling. He blinked, trying to see clearly again. The elf was so fast that his movements were blurry, almost ghostlike.
~ Bernhard Hennen
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But there is a fatality, a feeling so irresistible and inevitable that it has the force of doom, which almost invariably compels human beings to linger around and haunt, ghostlike, the spot where some great and marked event has given the color to their lifetime; and still the more irresistibly, the darker the tinge that saddens it.
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne
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Places do not lose their identity, however far one travels. It is the heart that begins to erode over time. The face in the hotel mirror seems blurred some mornings, as if by too many casual looks. By ten the sheets will be laundered, the carpet swept. The names on the hotel registers change as we pass. We leave no trace as we pass on. Ghostlike, we cast no shadow.
~ Joanne Harris
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All things swim and glitter. Our life is not so much threatened as our perception. Ghostlike we glide through nature, and should not know our place again.
~ Phillip Lopate
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William paid little heed to what was said, his own attention distracted by the sight of two slender white figures that hovered ghostlike among the bushes at the outer edge of the yard. Two capped white heads drew together, then apart. Now and then, one turned briefly toward the porch in what looked like speculation. " 'And for his vesture, they cast lots,' " his father murmured, shaking his head. "Eh?" "Never mind." His father smiled
~ Diana Gabaldon
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People tend to think of the soul as a man-shaped thing composed of a vague ghostlike substance. In reality it's more like some God-almighty haunted house, in which the rooms are constantly shifting, moving, and reconfiguring themselves.
~ Unknown
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