Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes. You say sorry just for show. You live like that, you live with ghosts.
Dead isn’t angels or ghosts. It’s a physical state of breakdown, a change in all those carbon atoms that create the temporary house of a body so that they can return to their most elemental stage.
The people you love become ghosts inside of you, and like this you keep them alive.
I didn't know there were so many ghosts in [New] York.
Like a moth to a flame we become helpless to the beautiful ghosts that true love sheds.
We have but the memories of past good cheer, we have but the echoes of departed laughter. In vain we look and listen for the mirth that has died away. In vain we seek to question the gray ghosts of old-time revelers.
we need ghost stories because we, in fact, are the ghosts.
To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.
I wish ghosts were real!
The world is big enough for us. No ghosts need apply.
All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot tell anymore when a door opens or closes, I can only hear the frame saying, Walk through.
Opinion of ghosts, ignorance of second causes, devotion to what men fear, and talking of things casual for prognostics, consisteth the natural seeds of religion
I don't see the point of having 80 million people online if all they are doing in the end is talking to ghosts in the suburbs.
I don't necessarily not believe in ghosts, but I've never seen a ghost. A ghost has never jumped out and been like, 'Hey, how's it going?
So why don't you go home for vacations?' I asked her. I'm just scared of ghosts, Pudge. And home is full of them.
They walked through the rainy dark like gaunt ghosts, and Garraty didn't like to look at them. They were the walking dead.
Ashley tugged on his sleeve. "You're scaring me Walter. " "Sorry I guess talking about ghosts is-" "It's not that," she interrupted shaking her head. "You're using logic. That's scaring me. " Walters eyebrows knitted. "So much for terms of endearment
Well, whatever they say, you don't feel like ghosts.
It is within you that the ghosts acquire voices.
Sometimes, photographs live in our hearts as unborn ghosts and we survive not because their shadows find permanence there, but because that thing that is larger than us, larger than the things we can point to, remember and claim, escorts us from dark into light.