#haunting

Each leaf that brushed his face deepened his sadness and dread. Each leaf he passed he'd never pass again. They rode over his face like veils, already some yellow, their veins like slender bones where the sun shone through them. He had resolved himself to ride on for he could not turn back and the world that day was as lovely as any day that ever was and he was riding to his death. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#haunting #beauty

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living. ↗

— Alice Sebold

#haunting #imaginative #inspirational #murder #personal-growth

If you don't mind haunting the margins, I think there is more freedom there. ↗

— Colin Firth

#haunting #i #i think #margins #mind

Ghosts could walk freely tonight, without fear of the disbelief of men; for this night was haunted, and it would be an insensitive man who did not know it. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#haunting #men

I've been thinking a lot about space. It was one of those slow-motion realisations how little we are, how far we are from everything else in our solar system. This idea of distance started kind of haunting me. How do you go forth and accomplish things but not end up leaving everything you started out with in the dust? ↗

— Regina Spektor

#accomplish #been #distance #dust #else

What have we given? My friend, blood shaking my heart The awful daring of a moment's surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract By this, and this only, we have existed. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#age

Behind a barbed-wire fence, a dirt road disappears into the distance in the pine trees and corners. Lost, dead roads, no ends or remaining purposes, power lines now dead and sagging and forgotten, grown high in weeds and young trees. The trees have entirely encased a speed limit sign, strange sight, nothing so pointless as a speed limit sign in the midst of dense woods, pointless and beautifully so. ↗

— Tim Gilmore

#feng-sui #geomancy #ghosts #hauntings #paranormal

Like almost every truly horrible thing that has ever happened in the history of our world, the end also began with a kiss. ↗

— Dennis Sharpe

#deep-thoughts #end-of-the-world #hauntingly-beautiful #truer-words-were-never-spoken #beauty

...He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#haunting #literature #death

Engaging spirits isn’t an elitist ability or industry, it’s being active in the connection with All Things. It’s innate to us all. ↗

— S. Kelley Harrell

#haunting #shamanism #spirit-communication #spirits #supernatural