Momma said that ghosts couldn't move over water. That's why Africans got trapped in the Americas. . They kept moving us over the water, stealing us away from our ghosts and ancestors, who cried salty rivers into the sand. That's where Momma was now, wailing at the water's edge, while her girls were pulled out of sight under white sails that cracked in the wind.
The world is big enough for us. No ghosts need apply.
I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, But there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids.
Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way.
Ghosts and vampires are never only about ghosts and vampires.
Life is but a web spun of ghosts and dreams and illusions.
He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep running after ghosts.
I enjoyed [Celebrity Ghost Stories]. I never thought in a million years that I would tell people that I saw a ghost. And I've seen a lot of ghosts.
I know people who believe in ghosts but don't believe in themselves.
Like a moth to a flame we become helpless to the beautiful ghosts that true love sheds.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night.
Depression is like slashing at ghosts. Of course it's tempting to finally cut something real.
Memories shift like loose snow in a wind, or are a chorale of ghosts all talking over one another. There is only ever a sense that what is real to me is not real to others, and to share a memory with someone is to risk sullying my belief in what has truly happened.
Laws aren't ghosts in this country, they walk around with the smell of earth on them.
Despair and die. The ghosts
Katie Dippold, who I wrote the script with, she's very into ghosts and all that. So I go, "Hey, why don't you talk to Katie?"
Ghosts cannot be put on the witness stand, or have their fingerprints taken. They are completely proof against proof.
Mexicans don't think of ghosts as haunting you.
Poets need be in no degree jealous of the geologists. The stony science, with buried creations for its domains, and half an eternity charged with its annals, possesses its realms of dim and shadowy fields, in which troops of fancies already walk like disembodied ghosts in the old fields of Elysium, and which bid fair to be quite dark and uncertain enough for all the purposes of poesy for centuries to come.
Most men are less afraid of ghosts than of facts.