#ghost

Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat in this distracted globe. Remember thee? ↗

— William Shakespeare

#ghost #memory #remember #rememberance #death

We ask our brain to stop worrying, stop obsessing, stop dreaming the same scary dreams again and again. But our brain rarely takes requests. ↗

— Dan Poblocki

#murder #mystery-suspense #dreams

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise Him, all creatures here below! Praise Him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! ↗

— Thomas Ken

#below #blessings #creatures #father #flow

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

He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, "Let me take a look at him. Shane?" "I'm not dropping my pants," Shane said. "I just thought I'd say that up front. ↗

— Rachel Caine

#doctor-mills #ghost-town #morganville-vampires #rachel-caine #shane-collins

His claim to his home is deep, but there are too many ghosts. He must absorb without being absorbed. ↗

— Willie Morris

#being #claim #deep #ghosts #his

I was raised as a Baptist in the Bible Belt of the South. Until the age of 37, I had never heard anyone teach or preach about the baptism of the Holy Ghost. Oh yes, I had heard those scriptures read, more aptly read over, and had read over them myself, but I had never heard anyone try to explain this amazing experience or even give it any credence. ↗

— Kimberly Eady

#ghost #holy #spirt #spirtitual-growth #age

Largely this is a class thing - writers tend to be cosseted little middle-class kiddies who think that the world owes them a royalty cheque. But just doing it - being in your room for years on end, locked in your head, alone with invented ghosts - it weakens and softens the body. And I know I can't just live in my head. ↗

— Tony Parsons

#being #body #cheque #class #doing

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

To be or not to be tethered to the sordid, sickly, stinking, sappy apron strings of Hollywood and its endless fondness for fu**ing your sh** up. If Shakespeare were alive today, I bet he’d write a scintillating soliloquy about the Broken Brood of Big Shots. I bet he’d help you out, Micky Affias, ol’ Will the Bard would. Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickinson, and beautiful ‘Ray’ as someone dashing and manly like Jules Verne or Ernest Hemingway, and we’ll write on your white-room walls. We’ll write you out of your supposed insanity. I love you, Micky Affias. -James (from "Descendants of the Eminent") ↗

— Tim Cummings

#afterlife #astrology #brothers #children-of-celebrities #class-struggle