#host

Do you really want to know where we come from?" she said. "In every century, in every country, they'll call us something different. They'll say we're ghosts, angels, demons, elemental spirits, and giving us a name doesn't help anybody. When did a name change what someone is? ↗

— Brenna Yovanoff

#ghosts #names #change

When you no longer perceive the world as hostile, there is no more fear, and when there is no more fear, you think, speak and act differently. ↗

— Eckhart Tolle

#attitudes #change #fear #hostility #perception

Fear is a communicable disease; it comes out in the sweat and passes from host to host. Fear is an incendiary agent; it combusts with stupidity. ↗

— Brian McGreevy

#combust #disease #fear #host #incendiary

She put her tongue out and felt the raw edges of the torn silk. She looped her tongue around them and drew them into her teeth. Just a little bit, she thought, that's all I need to free my eyelids. She pulled the tasteless web between her teeth and ground, pulling her jaw down in a grimace - it felt as it she was eating the very skin off her face. But the silk over her eyelids shifted. ↗

— Stephen M. Irwin

#bound #captive #captured #courage #creepy

I'll give you all the dates you want. But that cooling-off thing? I can't promise you that. ↗

— Cherrie Lynn

#dating

As Sandy and his wife warmed to the tale, one tripping up another in their eagerness to tell everything, it gradually developed as distinct a superstition as I ever heard, and not without poetry and pathos. How long it was since the voice had been heard first, nobody could tell with certainty. Jarvis's opinion was that his father, who had been coachman at Brentwood before him, had never heard anything about it, and that the whole thing had arisen within the last ten years, since the complete dismantling of the old house: which was a wonderfully modern date for a tale so well authenticated. According to these witnesses, and to several whom I questioned afterwards, and who were all in perfect agreement, it was only in the months of November and December that "the visitation" occurred. During these months, the darkest of the year, scarcely a night passed without the recurrence of these inexplicable cries. Nothing, it was said, had ever been seen - at least nothing that could be identified. Some people, bolder or more imaginative than the others, had seen the darkness moving, Mrs Jarvis said with unconscious poetry. ("The Open Door") ↗

— Margaret Oliphant

#ghost #haunting #superstition #dating

You fuck - you ate my cat! ↗

— Kendare Blake

#cats #death #ghosts #humor #death

After I’m dead, I want to ghostwrite my autobiography. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#dead #death #ghostwrite #supernatural #death

We're all ghosts. We all carry, inside us, people who came before us. ↗

— Liam Callanan

#death #ghosts #liam-callanan #the-cloud-atlas #death

This whole goddam house stinks of ghosts. I don’t mind so much being haunted by a dead ghost, but I resent like hell being haunted by a half-dead one. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#ghosts #haunted #resentment #death