Quotes About Darkness

And the night deepened over the River Yann, a night all white with stars. And with the night there rose the helmsman's song.

A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises." ~ J. M. Barrie

The yukti here is to use the terribleness of darkness as a gateway into the mystery of the soul. Meditate on this terror, and something mysterious happens. You become one with the blackness. This yukti tells you to take your worst fear and merge with it.

If you're suicidal, and you don't actually kill yourself, you become known as 'wry.

Pek çok eski Frans?z tüccar? doÄŸayla, özellikle de suyla öyle düÅŸmanca iliÅŸkiler içindeymiÅŸ ki isim verdikleri her ÅŸey kasvetlerini ta??yordu: bütün hoÅŸ tatil yerlerinin adlar? Frans?zcadan Ölümün Kap?s?, Dalgalar?n Mezar? ya da Åžeytan?n Gölü olarak çevrilmiÅŸti.

the divine solution to the gross malady of darkness is an army of brilliant light. Like dawn spreading across the mountains a large and mighty army comes, such as never was of old nor ever will be in ages to come. . . . The LORD thunders at the head of his army; his forces are beyond number, and mighty are those who obey his command. Joel 2:2, 11 NIV

I was given a room overlooking Constitution Island. The shutters kept out nearly all the starlight and moonlight—sleeping was a dive into a pit, and the sound of reveille seemed to come from a distant star. I lay there, watching the red light steal through the bottom of the shutters. The darkness felt delicious. I wondered if maybe I'd missed my true career.

Dz?ve ir cietums, kas b?v?ts no nabadz?bas un nepiepild?tiem sap?iem, t? ir l?na virz?šan?s uz manu vietu zem zemes, t? ir Dieva vilt?ba, lai liktu mums vilties mies?, t? ir tikai ?su br?di degoša liesmi?a e??as trauk? starp vienu tumsu un citu, kas ir t?s gal?.

her by night, somebody gets killed, see?

There were stairs that led down to the basement, too, but nobody ever went down there. There were dead rats living in the basement.

There were dead rats living in the basement.

I don't see why God made any night; day is so much pleasanter…

En toda vida, hay dias de lluvia, dias obscuros y dias tristes y grises

She thought she was prospering finely, but unconsciously she was beginning to desecrate some of the womanliest attributes of a woman's character. She was living in bad society, and imaginary though it was, its influence affected her, for she was feeding heart and fancy on dangerous and unsubstantial food, and was fast brushing the innocent bloom from her nature by a premature acquaintance with the darker side of life, which comes soon enough to all of us.

beginning to desecrate some of the womanliest attributes of a woman's character. She was living in bad society; and, imaginary though it was, its influence affected her, for she was feeding heart and fancy on dangerous and unsubstantial food, and was fast brushing the innocent bloom from her nature by a premature acquaintance with the darker side of life, which comes soon enough to all of us.

No, dear, we cannot see or know many things that grieve us very much, but we can trust that it is right, and try to believe that all is meant for our good. That is what faith means, and without it we are miserable. When you were little, you were afraid of the dark, but if I spoke or touched you, then you were sure all was well, and fell asleep holding my hand. God is wiser and stronger than any father or mother, so hold fast to Him, and you will have no doubt or fear, however dark it seems.

Some days must be dark and sad and dreary.

Poor little Margaret, no hope for you when Faust and Mephistopheles are one.

Dark night of the soul," said Jesus, "Happens to everybody sooner or later.

Rachel felt the grief grow so wide and deep it felt like a dark fathomless pool she'd never emerge from. Because there was nothing left to do now, nothing except endure it.

Ending a conflict is not so simple, not just calling it off and coming home. Because the price for that kind of peace could be a thousand years of darkness for generation's Viet Nam borned.

Los monstruos se ocultan en el lóbrego vientre del silencio doméstico.

Todos llevamos dentro nuestro propio infierno, una posibilidad de perdición que es sólo nuestra, un dibujo personal de la catástrofe.

Los monstruos se ocultan en el lóbrego vientre del silencio doméstico - 'La buena suerte' de Rosa Montero