Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with...
You sit right next to me.Still you don't seem close to me.
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Haunt
Five actors playing allotted parts on a set stage; and now he, for whom no part had been written, had walked onto the stage unexpectedly, because one of the players had turned rebel, as she had once b...
Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.
Song after Battle:As the young men went by I was looking for him. It surprises me anew That he has gone. It is something To which I cannot be reconciled.Owls hoot at me. Owls hoot at me. That is what...
I had turned my mind from my survival just as a man suffering from a deadly sickness manages by a thousand tricks never to look at death squarely; or rather, as a woman alone in a large house refrains...
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If you've ever had that feeling of loneliness, of being an outsider, it never quite leaves you. You can be happy or successful or whatever, but that thing still stays with you.
Everything is worse...if you think something is looking at you.
I didn't sleep well last night because one of my ghosts came back, haunting with his presence, and when I woke up, the others weren't here, haunting with their memory.
I Only Speak in Blood. . .
You are so vulnerably haunting; Your eeriness is terrifyingly irresistible.
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.
Ghosts don't haunt us. That's not how it works. They're present among us because we won't let go of them.I don't believe in ghosts, I said, faintly.Some people can't see the color red. That doesn't me...
Though leaving him always to remark, portentously, on his probably having formed a relation, his probably enjoying a consciousness, unique in the experience of man. People enough, first and last, had...
He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
We're all of us haunted and haunting.
It had begun to be present to him after the first fortnight, it had broken out with the oddest abruptness, this particular wanton wonderment: it met him there--and this was the image under which he hi...