At least I graduated,” he muttered, stabbing the key in and unlocking the door. I sucked in a breath. “I think dying was a little out of my control, thank you very much.””If you say...

Have I personally ever seen a ghost? Not one.

If we found a ticket to Disneyland would you think we should arrest Mickey Mouse?

This was true enough, though it did not throw any light upon my perplexity. If we had heard of it to start with, it is possible that all the family would have considered the possession...

The rhythm of the footsteps, the sound of whatever is coming down the ladder is driving both me and my mom steadily toward peeing our pants.

Only after you’ve done the exorcism, thenyou’ll understand that ghost’s also a species.

The doctor from the mainland came and went. Silence settled over the island again, like a displaced curtain falling back in thickened, heavier folds. For there was a different quality in the silence now. It...

Her soft trailing fingers would continue to attempt a connection that I refused to allow; that I couldn’t allow if I wanted to survive.

Rory” I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldn’t find it. And he didn’t answer.

The presence of ghosts is only as close as your belief.The existence of aliens is only as far as your rejection.

At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

Of all ghosts the ghosts of our old loves are the worst.

Don’t go on a ghost tour, because you won’t see a ghost. Well, you might. Maybe I have ghost blindness and can’t see the invisible.

His ghost comes back to be remembered. If he can’t be in this life, he procures a way to stay in orbit, and in that way, is never forgotten.

You only know me as an ordinary human being, with flesh, blood and bones, but there is something about me too hard for you to decipher, for if i let you, you will ever regret...

Nice. I like a little desperation ina guy. It builds character.

To your simple existence, do not boast;merely to breathe or move or think is not to live.The shore of the sea is but a ghost,compared to the depth its wholeness gives.You exist in the miry...

The image of the “presence,” whatever it was, waiting there for him to go–this image had not yet been so concrete for his nerves as when he stopped short of the point at which certainty...

I hope worms shit on your corpse!” was my reply. A ghost had just gotten to third base with me. Could I sink any lower?

I think I killed a girl who looked like this once.

Doubt is a creature within the air. It grows when someone hesitates.

And I want what is mine.” The last thing he saw before his mind, finally, thankfully, shut down was her face in front of his. They were pursed for a kiss.

Anything disguised as anything is chameleon. A ghost disguised as an unobservable and invisible object is a great example. Still, that’s easier to see than the love my ex wife had for me.

My shooting star wish would truthfully be to never leave your side. To be the one who will be there to encourage you in all your hopes and dreams. Be there if you fail so...

He’s a ghost, not a carnival magician.-Benny Imura

Ghosts are the only ones who never have to feel scared. Because the worst thing in the world has already happened to them.

Every difficulty slurred over will be a ghost to disturb your repose later on.

All Ghosts Are Gray

Miss Millick wondered just what had happened to Mr. Wran. He kept making the strangest remarks when she took dictation. Just this morning he had quickly turned around and asked, “Have you ever seen a...

In addition to unfinished business, some ghosts haunt so that they will be remembered.

Of all the miracles Po had seen in the time and space of its death, Po thought this–the absorption of another, the carrying of it–was the most bewildering and remarkable of all. Whenever Bundle separated...

I am like a small creature swallowed whole by a monster, she thought, and the monster feels my tiny little movements inside.

The subject dropped, and we sat on in the dusk that was rapidly deepening into night. The door into the hall was open at our backs, and a panel of light from the lamps within...

I take up my own pen again – the pen of all my old unforgettable efforts and sacred struggles. To myself – today – I need say no more. Large and full and high the...

We did a Tarotcard reading. She told me different things, most of them depressing andworth forgetting. But what I’ll always remember is her prediction of mydeath, and how I’d become a kind of ghost, ‘wandering’...

No weekends for the gods now. Warsflicker, earth licks its open sores,fresh breakage, fresh promotions, chanceassassinations, no advance.Only man thinning out his own kindsounds through the Sabbath noon, the blindswipe of the pruner and his...

I tell you about a fact and truth. In physical reality of matter, there’s no such thing as an imaginary spirit nor spiritual ghost. They are also made of matter, but totally different in size...

Where books had been a comfort before, they became a necessity, old books best of all: thick heavy tomes with stories that spread and twisted through other worlds, where he could walk like a ghost...

Being dead does have its advantages.”-Alastor

The tales of pure terror, of course, are completely naturalistic in their content, and must stand or fall by their merit alone. But what about the supernatural stories? Can we, the children of a scientific...

It was no wonder that they thus questioned one another’s actual and bodily existence, and even doubted of their own. So strangely did they meet in the dim wood that it was like the first...

Anger is a ghost.Human is the host.

The thing you let Die within when you are Alive, will be carried with your Soul after Death.

The past is a ghost, the future a dream and all we ever have is now.

It had all begun on the elevated. There was a particular little sea of roots he had grown into the habit of glancing at just as the packed car carrying him homeward lurched around a...

She had golden blazing sun kissed hair, which hung down in loose, lazy spirals, a heart shaped pouted mouth, which was pink tinged with violet blushing, wide, spangled blue eyes that glimmered sparks to flicker...

My life will end someday, but it will end at my convenience.

I had wanted to write Ghost Country for a long time, but it wouldn’t work.

Eight-and-twenty years,’ said I, ‘I have lived, and never a ghost have I seen as yet.’The old woman sat staring hard into the fire, her pale eyes wide open.’Ay,’ she broke in; ‘and eight-and-twenty years...

I was too much taken up with another interest to care; I felt beneath my feet the threshold of the strange door, in my life, which had suddenly been thrown open and out of which...