He does love prophesying a misfortune, does the average British ghost. Send him out to prognosticate trouble to somebody, and he is happy. Let him force his way into a peaceful home, and turn the...

Martha Ridgley had been a single, working-class woman with no children or close family. Her killer had never been caught, and her case was eventually forgotten.But not by everyone—not by whoever had been paying the...

She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight in somewhat-rusted and dinged up armor—he wore many hats in her life and...

I’m very much a bit of a ghost presence.

He fills me with horror and I do not hate him. How can I hate him, Raoul? Think of Erik at my feet, in the house on the lake, underground. He accuses himself, he curses...

I cried for all of those things that should have just been for us…

If anyone views himself as being totally perfect in the actual sense of the word, he is undoubtedly imperfect in God’s eyes. For the thought alone is one of presumption, impurity and imperfection. One may...

Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seatin this distracted globe. Remember thee?

It’s a shame, when I’m at the checkout line, and the cashier holds up my bill to the light, in search for a ghost president, or slashing a yellow marker to see if counterfeit. Even...

I drink coffee like steam is the ghost of dead water. Ever tried inhaling the afterlife?

I am the ghost in the empty jar. My silence belongs in the cemetery, just like all my ex girlfriends. Long live love!

It was another dark and windy night. Like so many others.

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave… Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

Now that’s a ghastly moon, not ghostly.

Every town has ‘THAT house’: the one that once held dark secrets. You know the house… the one no one will purchase? The one whose walls have seen blood? The one that even birds avoid,...

After breakfast the host takes the young man into a corner, and explains to him that what he saw was the ghost of a lady who had been murdered in that very bed, or who...

He’d need the woman’s help to set things right; he just didn’t like having to wake the dead.

Work like an angel, dress like a demon, live like a ghost, and dream like a human.

There are tales that rise like the early sun, breathe, and take on a life of their own. There are ones that flow quietly and effortlessly until time forsakes them, but there are others that...

There’s a little angel on one of my shoulders saying that this is a wicked thing to do. Then there’s a little devil on my other shoulder, and she looks a lot like you.

One day that’s going to fall on us and spear you through the heart,” he said. I turned to kiss him on the shoulder and closed my eyes.

I figure I basically am a ghost. I think we all are.

Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.

Burning bridges behind you is understandable. It’s the bridges before us that we burn, not realizing we may need to cross, that brings regret.

there grew up around the campfires stories of a great silver stallion seen galloping over wind-packed snow way up on the Ramshead Range; of a ghost horse that drank at the Crackenback River; of a...

I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I please.

Like most people, my views about ghosts and haunted places were traditional while growing up. I believed ghosts were human spirits. Not that I talked to many people about the subject or my experiences. I...

The unknown grayish mystifying forest was benumbed into frost-covered cold, and the tremendous pines towering above the dark marshy soil resembled a gathering of severe mute brothers from a forbidden ancient order worshiping forgotten gods...

Jane sneezed three hundred dollars’ worth of coke into the air.Krishna’s black eyes seem to have mirrors in them. She glances at me with a smile as big as the Cheshire Cat’s.

Many people, after spending a long weekend being stealthily seduced by this grand dame of the South, mistakenly think that they have gotten to know her: they believe (in error) that after a long stroll...

The popular notion that ghosts are likely to be seen in a graveyard is not borne out by psychical research… A haunting ghost usually haunts a place that a person lived in or frequented while...

Come on. Let’s go find some answers.

What happened to you?” she asked.”Ben was feeling artistic. Wanted to rearrange my face.

Two guys, a goat, and a ghost: A love story based on true events that may or may not be false. Who doesn’t love a good goat story?

In my experience, people who want to keep their painful injuries are using them as a crutch. They’re hiding from something.

I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood.

Mind sees ghost when frightened and hopeless.

Today is an ephemeral ghost…A strange amazing day that comes only once every four years. For the rest of the time it does not “exist.”In mundane terms, it marks a “leap” in time, when the...

I kiss her ghost, and sleep with the dust on her photograph, next to my bedside.

Pesticide is meant to deal with pests as passion is to deal with unnecessary loss of interest! Passion kills the ghosts of “I can’t”.

I didn’t sleep well last night because one of my ghosts came back, haunting with his presence, and when I woke up, the others weren’t here, haunting with their memory.

i błądząc, w okno uśpioneliśćmi krwawymi się rzucęi wrócę do ciebie czarnym upiorem,na pewno wrócę.

There are our ghosts,’ Smithers said.It was a word he liked to use, said Brewster. Like most of us Brewster had read a few ghost stories, and to him the word ‘ghosts’ summoned up the...

Micro: When his mind detached from his body he saw the murderer stab him repeatedly. Later, he told the detective – who retired. He blamed stress.

Charleston is an extraordinary place. There is a deep connection between the residents and nearly three hundred and fifty years of history, and those ties between daily life and the distant past are strengthened by...

As Sandy and his wife warmed to the tale, one tripping up another in their eagerness to tell everything, it gradually developed as distinct a superstition as I ever heard, and not without poetry and...

…él es un fantasma recién muerto. Se convirtió en fantasma porque equivocó el momento de su muerte.

I couldn’t loose somebody else like that, without even the chance to say good-bye. Not again. Not her.

I wanted the apartment, and I figured I could cover him up with a bookcase or something.

If you mean to scare women away from you, that speech can’t possibly work. Those threats? If I weren’t trying to hire you I’d be taking my clothes off right now.