Paranormal Quotes - Page 13

I can see better when i close my eyes; don't make much ado, that's my latest style of view.

In my dream I drank fully of water, but when I woke, I was thirsty." Ned Low

..., imagine a loamy earth that starts with genocide, then adds a mix of further disease, wars, hurricanes, murder, great fires, dueling, insurrection and slavery, just to name a few of the many instances of tragedy. What dark seed would take root in such a disturbed and twisted soil?

As the soil of a garden is richer and as the harvest of the garden bears healthier nourishment from the decay of leaf matter and banana peel and egg shell and human hair and chicken bone and fireplace ash, so the accumulation of death in teh ground of a city implants therein energies and powers.

A Seer dreams of all kinds of endings, but never a happy one for herself.

Very young children often accept the paranormal as “normal” until adults squeeze it out them.

I don't speak just so I can be heard; I speak only when I find it absolutely necessary to do so.

I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.

Our universe grants every soul a twin-
a reflection of themselves -the kindred spirit - And no matter where they are or how far away they are from each other- even if they are in different dimensions, they will always find one another. This is destiny; this is love.

C’est moi, c’est moi,’tis I,' I told him. It seemed appropriately melodramatic, though I didn’t know if he’d catch the reference. I shouldn’t have worried.
Unexpectedly, he laughed. “Trust you to quote Lancelot rather than Guinevere.

Fear is a prison in which we place ourselves. You need only to press against the bars to realize that the door is always unlocked, and you are always free to leave.

“She doesn’t seem to like me very much. Why is she here?” I wondered about the
testing Uncle Sean spoke of, but I was more concerned with the lethal blonde who
seemed to have taken an instant dislike to me.

Tragedy often gives birth to courage, it offers man a platform to change what will be."

Eli Storm, Emanuel Stone And The Phoenix Shadow

Again Gabe looked back at Michael, hoping he was about to step in, but all he did was give him a nod. A nod? Really? I don't need a nod. I need someone to stop this! Gabe thought.

Day in and day out we learn to train and grow as Guardians. We do as we're told and follow the rules. We all work hard. Now it's our turn to watch some demons tremble in fear! It's our turn to watch the hunters become the hunted. Who's ready to see some fighting? Better yet, who wants to see what our great protector is made of?

I shook Alan’s hand and the feeling just grew stronger. It was a bit frustrating. Like when you’re looking for what to say and it’s on the tip of your tongue, but no matter how hard you try, it just keeps eluding you.

Do something: be it good or evil, if they ask why you did it, tell them you're different.

Little mouse," a voice said through the keyhole. "Don't you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat's delight?

Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.

Behind Tana there was the sounds of splintering wood, as though something very large had hot the door. "No," she said softly, "Oh no. No."
"Leave me," said Gavriel.
....."Shut up or I might," she told him. -Tana and Gavriel-page 38-chapter 5