Who'd you kill? it haunts me.

It haunts you.

Rwanda is a place that haunts me a lot.

laid open the haunts of the whale.

The latter failing haunts us to this day.

Never return to the haunts of your youth.

Complete with haunts and habits of the regular customers.

The ghost of Franklin Delano Roosevelt haunts Barack Obama s United States.

Regrettably, the ugly spectre of violence still haunts the political scene.

But that is a phantom risk, because it is the risk of deflation, not inflation, that haunts the PIIGS.

Honor your covenant, for haunts of violence fill the dark places of the earth.

Will this yearning travel beyond the Nile, as it did from Tunis to Cairo? This question haunts other Arab portals of power.

This is what I repeat to myself whenever the girl haunts me in my dreams, in my moments of joy, in my arguments about the future with the one I love.

Except she haunts the place now with phantoms and demons, but you don't care about that, do you?

After all the tense moments of conflict in all the conflict zones of the world, there's one photograph from a much quieter place that haunts me still, much more than the others.

After all the tense moments of conflict in all the conflict zones of the world, there's one photograph from a much quieter place that haunts me still, much more than the others.

Mostly, I remember the hundreds of black and white mug shots of prisoners and victims that covered every inch of the walls a ghastly montage of human suffering that haunts me to this day.

The specter of a nuclear Iran haunts Arabs and Israelis alike, but it is the United States and Israel that are the driving force behind efforts to curtail Iran s nuclear ambitions.

Alleviating the stigma that haunts AIDS patients to help them adapt and to give them their given rights to proper health care, treatment, and support.

Is it not a warning to such men ( to call to mind ) how many generations before them We destroyed , in whose haunts they ( now ) move ? Verily , in this are Signs for men endued with understanding .

It shakes me, it quakes me.

Still, the specter that haunts me is the same ordinary people facing off against an autocrat s airpower and well armed soldiers, counting on the free world to protect them against massacre after we have applauded and bolstered their bravery with our words.

It really touched me, it moved me.

It bothers me and it upsets me.

In an interview conducted earlier this year in Uruguay, he told an an Argentinian journalist that Guantanamo even haunts the prisoners who are lucky enough to leave.

Let me hear it, let me hear it.

And it just gripped me and then it released me.

Let me save it, insertion_sort, and let me run it.

For when the ear heard me, then it blessed me and when the eye saw me, it commended me

And then it just gripped me and then it released me.

So let me copy it and then let me paste it.

Not by me, it wasn't. It looked pretty good to me.

It was me saying it.

When the ear heard me, then it blessed me and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me

Unfortunately however, the spectre of poverty still haunts our world, despite our lofty beliefs, and more than a billion people live in extreme conditions and suffer the horrific effect of poverty.

It was me.

It wasn't me!

It blinds me.

It frightens me.

It frightens me.

It isn't me!

It bores me.

Me? Forget it

It scares me.

It wasn't me.