“I have a boyfriend who's a ghost, I thought. Of course I'm living in a dreamworld.” — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“Yes, a ghost, thought the Count, as he moved silently down the hall. Like Hamlet’s father roaming the ramparts of Elsinore after the midnight watch . . . Or like Akaky Akakievich, that forsaken spirit of Gogol’s who in the wee hours haunted… — Amor Towles Copy Share Image
