Ghosts Quotes
Annabelle was practically standing on my back. It was like wearing an Annabelle backpack.
If you give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day, but if you teach him to fish, he'll eat all the fish you might have caught for yourself.--Advice of Paul Slater, the evil mediator, to Suze
I will tell him that I've always thought he was a monster. And that I want to be his bride
She had been his talisman, his cure for the insecurities and worries that he knew deep down didn't really matter, but somehow had always managed to get the best of him.
Do ghosts drink tea?They don't, said Tansey. But this ghost would love to see a cup of tea in front of her. It'd be lovely.
The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.
Trust me, you see the dead walking around, you learn not to scream, laugh, or piss yourself pretty quickly.
This whole goddam house stinks of ghosts. I don’t mind so much being haunted by a dead ghost, but I resent like hell being haunted by a half-dead one.
What are ghosts if not the hope that love continues beyond our ordinary senses? If ghosts are a delusion, then let me be deluded.
Sometimes, the only way to exorcise old ghosts is to pack your bags and move in with them.
One warm morning in July, a ghost came to our breakfast table.
What we believe spirit visitors to be influences how they affect our lives. What we believe ourselves to be dictates how we react to them.
A familiar pang of dread wrapped its icy hand around my heart." Lorelei Preston-The Wild Hunt
The fact that you and I are acquaintances only interested and amused the ghosts further. Gossip bunch, really.
I bolted upright in my bed, gasping for air and still feeling his touch on my hand. I could feel him watching me. I could feel him waiting for me.
The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!
The rancid odor mixed with the dust, death, and confusion as they awaited those who could clean up the mess and make death official.
The addict's reliance on the drug to reawaken her dulled feelings is no adolescent caprice. The dullness is itself a consequence of an emotional malfunction not of her making
True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen.
Science fiction is no more written for scientists that ghost stories are written for ghosts.