Quotes About Ghost

How do you talk to the real person whose ghost has haunted you? How do you tell the difference between the two?

The connection was good. I could hear her breathing in the spaces between our words. How do you talk to the real person whose ghost has haunted you? How do you tell the difference between the two?

I think you forget things on purpose," my mother's ghost said.

I know I don't want to ask this, but the compulsion's more than I can bear. What's kind of human? Ash She's a ghost. Nick What kind of idiot dates a ghost? Ash

Sometimes dead wasn't dead enough.' – Sundown

If you're a ghost," he said, "we mean you no disrespect. And if you're not a ghost, tell me who you are-or you soon will be one

you are not what you seem - you're a Sylph - you leave and the air retains your image - you haunt me...

I am a ghost. A wraith of atoms. A shadow.

Perceval might be light as a ghost made of twigs and wire. But she was Exalt, daughter of Engineers and the House of Conn, and there was machine strength in her blood.

She wanted behind me, rattling her chain impatiently like a ghost of old guilt issues.

Hast made the acquaintance of thy friend Edward the Second's ghost yet, pussycat? They tell me he still screams.

I see it in his eyes, he has eyes you can see everything in, and I say, "Morgan," my voice as quiet as the ghost I am supposed to be.

Against snow, a tall Beautiful Being. Whistlings of death and circles of muffled music make this adored body rise, swell and tremble like a ghost; scarlet and black wounds open in the magnificent flesh.

Hace ya miles de años que la pálida Ofelia pasa, fantasma blanco por el gran río negro; más de mil años ya que su suave locura murmura su tonada en el aire nocturno.

El título es Limpia, mata y da esplendor: una historia de crímenes con el fantasma de Cervantes, que vagaría por nuestro edificio haciéndose visible sólo a los conserjes.

I was in love with a ghost.

In the bathroom, having taken my make-up off and opened my eyes, I always think there's a ghost behind me. It feels like there's a weird presence. Maybe it's my brain reacting to me without make-up.

I always loved ghost stories and haunted house stories, whether they were done in a fantasy way or done in a realistic way.

In this admiration, which goes beyond the passivity of contemplative attitudes, the joy of reading appears to be the reflection of the joy of writing, as though the reader were the writer's ghost.

No, he is not a ghost; he is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all.

Nobody could see the ghost in his box, but everybody could hear him.

We recognize the touch of the Opera ghost.

For several months, there had been nothing discussed at the Opera but this ghost in dress-clothes who stalked about the building, from top to bottom

Yes, he was found hanging in the third-floor cellar!" "It's the ghost!" little Giry blurted, as though in spite of herself; but she at once corrected herself, with her hands pressed to her mouth: "No, no!—I didn't say it!—I didn't say it!——" All around her, her panic-stricken companions repeated under their breaths: "Yes—it must be the ghost!" Sorelli was very pale.