“I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.”

“I want to be the man who haunts your dreams and thoughts, the man whom you cannot live without.”

“Boo, ForeverSpinning like a ghoston the bottom of a top,I'm haunted by allthe space that Iwill live withoutyou.”

“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 me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”

“I’m not fit to occupy space. Excuse me for living.”

“This is my first . . . ah . . .” “Haunting?” he offered. I snorted. “Yes, this is my first haunting.” “Then I’m flattered.”