Ah, mistress, you?re an angel. Sure there?s not a drop left? I might have remembered one more person?. Up yours, I said rudely with another belch. It?s empty. You should tell me the name anyway, after making me drink all that sewage. Winston gave me a devious smile. Come back with a full bottle and I will. Selfish spook, I mumbled, and staggered away. I?d made it a few feet when I felt that distinct pins-and-needles sensation again, only this time it wasn?t in my throat. Hey! I looked down in time to see Winston?s grinning, transparent form fly out of my pants. He was chuckling even as I smacked at myself and hopped up and down furiously. Drunken filthy pig! I spat. Bastard! And a good eve?in? to you, too, mistress! he called out, his edges starting to blur and fade. Come back soon! I hope worms shit on your corpse! was my reply. A ghost had just gotten to third base with me. Could I sink any lower?
[Cat] [Hilarious] [Ghost] [Jeaniene Frost]
Miss Millick wondered just what had happened to Mr. Wran. He kept making the strangest remarks when she took dictation. Just this morning he had quickly turned around and asked, "Have you ever seen a ghost, Miss Millick?" And she had tittered nervously and replied, "When I was a girl there was a thing in white that used to come out of the closet in the attic bedroom when you slept there, and moan. Of course it was just my imagination. I was frightened of lots of things." And he had said, "I don't mean that traditional kind of ghost. I mean a ghost from the world today, with the soot of the factories in its face and the pounding of machinery in its soul. The kind that would haunt coal yards and slip around at night through deserted office buildings like this one. A real ghost. Not something out of books." And she hadn't known what to say. ("Smoke Ghost")
[Horror] [Ghost] [Modernity] [Ghosts] [Industry] [Fritz Leiber]
We designate the spirit of the well as 'she' because in most of her personifications she takes a female form, though not invariably. She appears in many guises - ghost, witch, saint, mermaid, fairy, and sometimes in animal form, often as a sacred fish - and her presence permeates well lore, and indeed water lore generally.
[Water] [Ghost] [Fairy] [Witch] [Mermaid] [Holy Well] [Saint] [Holy Wells] [Colin Bord] [Water Goddess] [Water God] [Wa Ter Divinity] [Sacred Fish]
- the rusalka was kneeling beside Plain Kate on the deck. She was made of fog and shadow until Kate caught her eye, and then, all at once, she became human. She was young, mischievously sad, a fox in a story. Kate fell in love with her. And then she was gone.
[Ghost] [Monster] [Erin Bow] [Apparition] [Water Spirit]
And suddenly, in the place of the woman-shape made of shadow, there was something else. Something huge, something ugly. Linay flung up both hands. The thing screamed like a hawk and opened to wings: one white as a death cap, one clotted in shadow. The wings came together and the whole pond shuddered. Something hit Kate's ear and shoulder and smashed to the deck by her feet. It was a swallow, dead. She could hear them falling all over the pond.
[Death] [Ghost] [Danger] [Monster] [Erin Bow] [Water Spirit]
...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 been in terror of apparitions, but who had ever before so turned the tables and become himself, in the apparitional world, an incalculable terror? He might have found this sublime had he quite dared to think of it; but he didn't too much insist, truly, on that side of his privilege.
[Ghost] [Haunting] [Henry James]
I tell you about a fact and truth. In physical reality of matter, there's no such thing as an imaginary spirit nor spiritual ghost. They are also made of matter, but totally different in size and laws of physics which rule their life and the way they interact.
[Life] [Truth] [Toba Beta] [Reality] [Spirit] [Ghost] [Physics] [Laws] [Matter] [Size] [Govern] [Differ]
How do you plan to scare people tonight?" asked a hollow-voiced spector. "I'll wait until they sit down to supper, then scream whenever someone sticks his knife in his meat." I'll haunt the bedchambers," said another. "A bloody ax at midnight always gets a good reaction." A ghost with a purplish tinge to his aura spoke next. "I can top both of you. I'm going to dress like a guard and haunt the privy. I'll hide in the hole and when anyone sits down I'll wail, 'Who goes there? State your business!
[Ghost] [Fairy Tale] [E.D. Baker]