All too infrequently do I encounter a new voice as delightful, compelling, and intelligent as that of Molly Tanzer.

Normal is a bitter pill that we rail against.

You know, it's a sad and unfortunate state of affairs that you have to live in a world where eight-year-olds refuse to believe in anything that they cannot touch or measure, and anyone who happens to see a thing that is invisible to most people is immediately branded a lunatic.

Hauntings are memes, especially pernicious thought contagions, social contagions that need no viral or bacterial host and are transmitted in a thousand different ways. A book, a poem, a song, a bedtime story, a grandmother's suicide, the choreography of a dance, a few frames of film, a diagnosis of schizophrenia, a deadly tumble from a horse, a faded photograph, or a story you tell your daughter.

Magick may be no more than the willful invocation of awe.

Language is a poor enough means of communication as it is. So we should use all the words we have.

Ghosts are those memories that are too strong to be forgotten for good, echoing across the years and refusing to be obliterated by time.