I’m fading, Bethany, I know it. I think that’s what happened to my dad, that’s why I can’t see him. One day I’ll be so see-through that you’ll forget I was ever here, just like...

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.

And no, I think i’m better than you because I am better than you.

I wish my talent was something that could be celebrated. You see, I can talk to the dead.

It seemed for a moment as if something was there, loitering between the knurled and towering cherry trees, a flash of a presence as stark as the sight of the snow against their bare branches...

I believe ghost story writing is a dying art.

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.

It’s a damn shame that when I finally fall in love that it had to be after I died.” He dropped his head and shut his eyes.Oh, mylanta. Did he just say what I think...

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

History doesn’t start with a tall buildingand a card with your name written on it, but jokes do. I think someone is takingus for suckers and is playing a mean game.

When you go out hunting wicked spirits, it’s the simple things that matter most. The silvered point of your rapier flashing in the dark; the iron filings scattered on the floor; the sealed canisters of...

Turns out there’s a reason smoking is not allowed on construction sites.

Maybe she’d seen too many Japanese horror movies, and maybe it was just a tingle of warning from generations of superstitious ancestors, but suddenly she knew that what Alyssa wanted was not to be saved,...

Out in the shadows of the city, in the houses and cellars, in the secret rooms and locked attics, a stirring cold be sensed. The ghosts and spirits-of-place whispered and muttered on the edge of...

Percy glanced over. He saw the fallen giant and seemed to understand what was happening. He yelled something that was lost in the wind, probably: Go!Then he slammed Riptide into the ice at his feet....

Annabelle was practically standing on my back. It was like wearing an Annabelle backpack.

Don’t tell me how to grieve. Don’t tell me ghosts fade away eventually, like they do in movies, waving goodbye with see-through hands. Lots of things fade away but ghosts like these don’t, heartbreak like...

It will seem to many persons very inconsistent with their ideas of the dignity of a spirit that they should appear and act in the manner I have described, and shall describe further; and I...

He was smiling that smile I truly loved.

I love ghosts; I prefer ghosts to some people.

Did you know sometimes it frightens me–when you say my name and I can’t see you?will you ever learn to materialize before you speak?impetuous boy, if that’s what you really are.how many centuries since you’ve...

Is there a house up there? You’re not a sylph or something that really does live wild, are you?

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...

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.

He wasn’t sure why he felt so compelled to follow the singing, or why he needed to bring the foot with him, but he knew the two phenomena were connected. And in the midst of...

She always imagined their voices entangled somewhere in the wires when they spoke, caught up in a grid she didn’t fully understand, passing back and forth. Once the calls were disconnected, she imagined the echoes...

So how exactly was I supposed to wrap my head around the whole thing? I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust this guy. I mean, this was it? Really? My life ends and some creep...

Ghosts don’t haunt us. That’s not how it works. They’re present among us because we won’t let go of them.””I don’t believe in ghosts,” I said, faintly.”Some people can’t see the color red. That doesn’t...

In life one of Midnight’s favourite movies had been It’s a Wonderful Life, a touching story where a man called George Bailey is shown how poor the world would have been if he’d never existed,...

{The resolution of the surviving members of the Eleventh Illinois Cavalry, whom Robert Ingersoll was the commander of, at his funeral quoted here}Robert G. Ingersoll is dead. The brave soldier, the unswerving patriot, the true...

I shall not commit the fashionable stupidity of regarding everything I cannot explain as a fraud. ”—Psychiatrist Dr. Carl Jung in a 1919 address to the Society for Psychical Research in England

Yeah, I get it. I’ll be cool as a well digger’s ass.”He jumped when the front door slammed shut, the harsh bang echoing around the trees.Mitch shook his head. “That well digger must be working...

Many African societies divide humans into three categories: those still alive on the earth, the sasha, and the zamani. The recently departed whose time on earth overlapped with people still here are the sasha, the...

The sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome.

When he had eaten, Mr. Lecky lay down on his cot, though he did not expect to sleep. The four lanterns continued to shed their thin floods of light. Against the dark, this illumination set...

It was like a ghost town,

Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak.

I missed the good old days when phones were sturdy enough to be pounded for emphasis.

The best time to talk to ghosts is just before the sun comes up. That’s when they can hear us true.

The vase was placed upon my desk, and there were orange-blossoms in it—orange-blossoms, in an English winter!

Xypher flashed himself into Simone’s bedroom, expecting to find her there.It was empty.Closing his eyes, he sensed for presences in the condo. There no Simone, but Jesse and Gloria in Jesse’s room.Without thinking, he flashed...

Trust me, you see the dead walking around, you learn not to scream, laugh, or piss yourself pretty quickly.

How much would it be? I mean, how much do you charge?

She stood in the snow, effervescent, all pale skin and blonde hair, clad in white and bathed in moonlight. She should have looked angelic, instead she looked like a corpse, freshly raised from the grave,...

The flame of the inn is dim tonight,Too many vacant chairs.The sun has lost too much of its light,Too many songs have taken flight,Too many ghosts on the stairs.Charon, here’s to you as man against...

I think ghosts think I think they taste like cheese. I also think ghosts think I love cheese more than any other food. That’s why I’ve never seen a ghost. They’re afraid of me, afraid...

How could I let this happen? How could I let it get this far? I never thought Malyn would have the same feelin’s for me as I did for her. I’m dead, for goodness sakes....

The ghosts of things that never happened are worse than the ghosts of things that did.

—if the spirit tries to hide, its temple far away… acopper for those they ask, a diamond for those who stay.

Lockwood gave a sudden exclamation; when I looked at him, his eyes were shining. ‘On second thoughts, we can scrap my last suggestion,’ he said. ‘Stuff the mingling. Who wants to do that? Boring. George...