Quotes About Darkness

Pero el perdón...Me aferraré a esa frágil porción de esperanza y la mantendré cerca de mi, recordando que en cada uno de nosotros hay cosas buenas y malas, luz y oscuridad, arte y dolor, elecciones y lamentaciones.

But we can't live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you." I

Do you think some places just hold on to evil? That you can't paint or wash it away? It lives on, no matter what you build on top

Their jaws unhinged and they vomited out an oily black substance, which fell to the floor like a river of snakes.

Some things should stay mysteries," said Metzli. "The moon would not be the same moon, if one side did not remain in the dark.

As for me, I have a choice between honoring that dark life I've seen so many years moving in the junipers, or of walking away and going on with my own human busyness. There is always that choice for humans.

She smiled in the darkness. "It is a magic dick," she teased, hoping she could get a laugh out of him. "No magic involved. It's just angles and self-control, honey, angles and self-control. But you can think I have a magic dick as long as you want to.

She came into the room, carrying a kerosene lantern this time, and Steven couldn't help cringing when he thought of the damage that could do. But

While appreciating the beauty around her, Eden considered the darkness that lay ahead.

It was very dark. Cassius boldly crossed to a window and threw back a shutter; it dropped off in his hand. He cursed as the heavy wood crashed to the floor, leaving splinters in his fingers and grazing his leg on the way. "Frankly," Helena decided at once, "this seems a bit too elegant for us!

Pain is not what you see and not what you feel. Pain is what you can only hear, alone in the dark.

Because you and I are alike that way. We know monsters are real, and they don't all live under the bed.

Not the cute kind of cuckoo, or the lights-on-but-nobody's-home loony. She's really, genuinely, sold my-soul-to-the-devil crazy. She don't care about me or anyone else in the place. I mean, sure, she killed Frankie. And maybe she wanted to save the rest of us or whatever. But mostly, she just plain wanted to kill him. I mean, she stabbed him like a zillion times. Then licked his blood. I don't remember Wonder woman ever doing that at the end of an episode.

My family's loud. Not big, but definitely demonstrative. My father still grabs my mother around the waist and tries to lure her into dark corners. As an adult, I appreciate their relationship. As a kid...Hell, we were scared to death not to announce ourselves before walking down a darkened hall.

The truth did not always set you free. Sometimes it bound you to dark, bloody deeds and cost you the people you loved.

away from the window and the night descending upon Bakersville's streets.

The media network has its idols, but its principal idol is its own style which generates an aura of winning and leaves the rest in darkness. It recognizes neither pity nor pitilessness.

In the very darkness of a stupid society, even a little candle deserves a great honour!

Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of his poetry occupies.

Religions are like fireflies. They require darkness in order to shine.

Light must come from inside. You cannot ask the darkness to leave; you must turn on the light.

Forces of light on earth shall overcome the force of darkness. Complete spiritual enlightenment on earth will occur.

That we may merge into the deep and dazzling darkness, vanish into it, dissolve in it forever in an unbelievable bliss beyond imagination, for absolute nothingness represents absolute bliss.

We stumble and fall constantly even when we are most enlightened. But when we are in true spiritual darkness, we do not even know that we have fallen.