#ghost

Those places where sadness and misery abound are favoured settings for stories of ghosts and apparitions. Calcutta has countless such stories hidden in its darkness, stories that nobody wants to admit they believe but which nevertheless survive in the memory of generations as the only chronicle of the past. It is as if the people who inhabit the streets, inspired by some mysterious wisdom, relalise that the true history of Calcutta has always been written in the invisible tales of its spirits and unspoken curses. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#calcutta #chronicle-of-the-past #darkness #generations #ghosts

To be on an island inhabited byartificial ghosts was the most unbearable of nightmares,- to be in love with one of those imageswas worse than being in love with a ghost (perhaps wealways want the person we love to have the existenceof a ghost). ↗

— Adolfo Bioy Casares

#ghost #love #death

I want to move to a ghost town and try to sell the population bodies to dwell in. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#ghost-town #humor #population #funny

It is with true love as it is with ghosts; everyone talks about it, but few have seen it. ↗

— Francois de La Rochefoucauld

#everyone #few #ghosts #love #seen

Conscience is no more than the dead speaking to us. ↗

— Jim Carroll

#conscience #death #ghosts #poetry #death

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

— Kelly Moran

#death #ghosts #poetry-quotes #death

He knows different now. It's the living that chase the dead. The long bones and skulls are tumbled from their shrouds, and words like stones thrust into their rattling mouths: we edit their writings, we rewrite their lives. Thomas More had spread the rumor that Little Bilney, chained to the stake, had recanted as the fire was set. It wasn't enough for him to take Bilney's life away; he had to take his death too. ↗

— Hilary Mantel

#ghosts #history #thomas-cromwell #thomas-more #death

Before me floats an image, man or shade, Shade more than man, more image than a shade; For Hades' bobbin bound in mummy-cloth May unwind the winding path; A mouth that has no moisture and no breath Breathless mouths may summon; ("Byzantium") ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#ghost #hades #shade #death

Meg and I dreamed ... a foolish dream that we might flee to Italy, buy a small villa in the country. I would be an eccentric recluse, and she wouldnpreform on the stage. We might yet have made a life... ↗

— Sadie Montgomery

#meg-giry #opera-ghost #dreams

Look," Percy continued, "I know I'm new here. I know you guys don't like to mention the massacre in the nineteen eighties-" "He mentioned it!" one of the ghosts whimpered. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#rick-riordan #rome #son-of-neptune #ghost