Ghost Quotes

… remembered summer light, and the luminous inverted ghost of a boy with a parrot on his shoulder.

It was no wonder that they thus questioned one another's actual and bodily existence, and even doubt...

Nice is a city of ghosts and specters, but I hope not to become one of them right away.

At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

No weekends for the gods now. Warsflicker, earth licks its open sores,fresh breakage, fresh promotio...

It was the ghost of rationality itself ... This is the ghost of normal everyday assumptions which de...

There are our ghosts,' Smithers said.It was a word he liked to use, said Brewster. Like most of us B...

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

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

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

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

Phantoms of thought and memory thinned and fled.

I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed ove...

My laps-meter, the first caliper of the soul and the first hope of bridging the dread chasm that has...

No! no! My engagement is with no bride--the worms! the worms expect me! I am a dead man--I have been...

But this time as soon as he moved she began to fade. He stopped at once, not breathing again, motion...

The study of mathematics is apt to commence in disappointment... We are told that by its aid the sta...

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

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

Science fiction is no more written for scientists that ghost stories are written for ghosts.

The subject dropped, and we sat on in the dusk that was rapidly deepening into night. The door into ...

Come in! come in !’ he sobbed.‘Cathy, do come. Oh do -once more! Oh! my heart’s darling! hear me thi...

It had all begun on the elevated. There was a particular little sea of roots he had grown into the h...

Miss Millick wondered just what had happened to Mr. Wran. He kept making the strangest remarks when ...

Eight-and-twenty years,' said I, 'I have lived, and never a ghost have I seen as yet.'The old woman ...

I was too much taken up with another interest to care; I felt beneath my feet the threshold of the s...

The image of the "presence," whatever it was, waiting there for him to go--this image had not yet be...

I take up my own pen again - the pen of all my old unforgettable efforts and sacred struggles. To my...

He does love prophesying a misfortune, does the average British ghost. Send him out to prognosticate...

After breakfast the host takes the young man into a corner, and explains to him that what he saw was...

What the hell kind of Hell was this supposed to be?