Novel & Cerita Quotes From Ghost In The Shell

I beamed a bitter smile realizing that forever isn’t meant for persons but memories. I stayed in here reminiscing our memories, happy or sad, sweet or mad, whatever kind of memory it is as long as with her, it made me happy. I heaved stealing one more glance at the place before heading to the dormitory. “Ghost fed up by darkness will turn to evil spirit and evil spirits who harm any human is a demon who should be executed and burnt to ashes.” Serra’s voice rang in my ears that brought me to a halt and that hit me.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

“Weren't you just seen with a dead body? You should be resting, not running around playing vigilante," “How can I rest when someone is tossing bombs into my room,” I replied as I gave him a photo I pulled from the airfield surveillance unit. It was a picture of Mr Ash. “I need to find that man,” “Ash Hoshiri,” “You know him?” He exhaled deeply as he shredded the paper with nervous breaths, “Having just that endangers you. He is a ghost, you don't find ghosts. They haunt you,” “Ever watched Ghostbusters?” “Damn it!” He grabbed my shoulders fiercely, unable to contain his terrors.

Elena hissed, her voice sounding distorted, like a recording played at the wrong speed. "I’m not in your head, Elena," a voice whispered not from the speakers, but from the base of her brain. It was Lira. But it wasn't the broken, weeping Lira from the servers. This voice was cold, precise, and ravenous. "I’m in your synapses. I’m the ghost in your machine. And honestly? It’s much warmer in here than it was in the glass."

“No. I believe truth belongs to people, not to ghosts.” She pressed the coin to the console, fingers steady, heart breaking. /TERMINATE ECHO PROCESS – FULL PURGE. Light flooded the room—blinding, violent, cleansing. The echo reached out, fingers dissolving in brilliance. “You can’t kill what you are…” And then the light swallowed it whole. The bunker fell silent, screens dimming one by one, like dying stars. Sophia swayed, exhaustion crashing through her. Lucas caught her, holding her as though anchoring her to the world she had just protected.

Nick “If all you wanted was the looks, you should have taken someone like my old man,” I bluntly inform Sicillio, as he slides twitching to the floor with his brains spattering the wall beside us. That wound’s pouring smoke, just like I predicted. Consecrated, wrought iron bullets are as good for driving out ghosts as they are the demons.

Her face turned pale, and her body trembled. After a long pause, she shakily asked, "A-Are you a person or a ghost?" Quentin, now fully awake and realizing where he was, smirked and leaned against the headboard. Propping his hands behind his head, he stared at the confused helper and said, "Have you ever seen such a good-looking ghost?" The helper, hearing him speak, slowly relaxed. She patted her chest and then finally remembered to ask, "W-Who are you? How did you get in here?"

“Hold him down!” Ghost sprang forward, smacking him with the gun, still, the name danced on his lips like a lifeline. The needle sank into his veins, slowly draining the strength from him. His hands fell on the mattress, his breathing teasing, as he fought against the drug. “... Laura,” he snuggled into the mattress, gradually going limp. Ghost grinned, brushing the hair from his face. “Salve, mortuus redux.” He should enjoy the rest of his time, because very soon, he’d be going to the land of the dead.

________ The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. -Ghost Gwen. ________ Dolores glanced at the ghost's frightened face, and couldn't help wonder, what the hell happened inside the white room!? After all, for Dolores the white room didn't have any particular impact other than making her tired, Dolores at this moment didn't realize that the white room, very deliberately absorbed her soul energy but it wasn't as rapidly as she still has a body, unlike the ghost.

The Ghost in the Shell Victor shoved himself off the cot, his legs buckling before the neural overrides kicked in. He didn't need strength; he needed \bm{Access}. He stumbled toward the command center, his vision tunneling until the only thing he could see was the pulsing light of the main server rack. The room was a frantic hive of technicians. Their fingers flew across holographic keyboards, but the code was scrolling too fast. It wasn't human-readable; it was the raw, binary scream of a dying world.