Quotes About Darkness

I'd seen another shade of him, and if it had been light where we were now, he'd have seen the same of me. So I was grateful, as I had been so often in my life, for the dark.

That was one of the things about the night. Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasn't so much once you passed a certain hour. It was like the dark just evened it all out somehow.

n the dark everyone felt the same: the edges blurred. When I think of myself then, what I was like two years ago, I feel like a wound in a bad place, prone to be bumped on corners or edges. Never able to heal.

In the dark everyone felt the same: the edges blurred.

In the dark everyone felt the same: the edges blurred. When I think of myself then, what I was like two years ago, I feel like a wound in a bad place, prone to be bumped on corners or edges. Never able to heal.

In just seconds I'd seen another shade of him, and if it had been light where we were now, he'd have seen the same of me. So I was grateful, as I had been so often in my life, for the dark.

Everything seemed bright and different after so long in the darkness. Even though most of the businesses were closed, there was one neon sign lit in the window of a narrow storefront. COFFEE AND PIE, it read. Two bikes were parked just outside. On the boardwalk, in the thrown light of the neon sign, his head dipped down as I pulled my fingers through his hair. The night still in progress, with daylight hours away.

People do not smile when they are in hell

Not that there wasn't still plenty of subduing to do here in North America. Even within our own limits, the savage still lights his death fires, to appease the wrath of an idol, he points out. What's worse, to the north, there is an immense region of palpable darkness. (Hi, Canada!)

I said, The darkness shall content my soul; God said, Let there be light. I said, The night shall see me reach my goal; Instead, came dawning bright. I bared my head to meet the smiter's stroke; There came sweet-dropping oil. I waited, trembling, but the voice that spoke, Said gently, Cease thy toil.

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

The definition of sin is clear: disobedience against the laws of God. But the age is so dark in ignorance that people defiantly deny that there is even such a thing as sin. Their defiant disobedience is itself the essence of sin.

The human spirit glows from that small inner light of doubt whether we are right, while those who believe with certainty that they possess the right are dark inside and darken the world outside with cruelty, pain, and injustice.

Da budem iskren, nikada mi nije bilo bolje, napisao je. Ali nisam imao dovoljno snažan karakter da podnosim takvu radost. To zapravo i nije bila šala. Kad ?ovjek osje?a da su mu grudi poput krletke iz koje su izletjele sve tamne ptice - on je slobodan, lagan. I ?ezne za tim da mu se vrate njegovi lešinari. Želi svoje uobi?ajne sukobe, bezimena, prazna djela, svoju ogor?enost, jad i grijehe.

The human spirit glows from that small inner light of doubt whether we are right, while those who believe with complete certainty that they possess the right are dark inside and darken the world outside with cruelty, pain, and injustice

We claim the present as the pre-sent, as the hereafter. We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness, we trust that the moon shall guide us. We are determining the future at this very moment. We now know that the heart is the philosophers' stone. Our music is our alchemy...

The room was darker and smelled of evergreen, as though my mother had been dreaming of trees.

Then he knew what hell was like. It wasn't a hot place where a pointy-tailed beast poked you with a pitchfork. Hell was inside your own head, where the doors were closed, where hope never knocked, where darkness and pain and self-pity were the only companions. Forever.

Evil of that magnitude was like a dead star, sucking all the light out of life.

It's really chaos and darkness out there, and when we prétend it's not, it's just The Play. We're all onstage. Saying our lines. Playing at whoever we're trying to be at the moment. A lawyer. A spouse. Even though we know in the back of our heads that life is a lot more random and messed-up than we can ud to say to ourselves.

Around the outskirts of the city, cut off from town by the black oval of the river, everything was in darkness. Everyone ugly was in bed by now.

Whom I once get hold of, he will Find the whole world pointless, futile. 11810 Over him gloom casts its dun net, Blinding him to sunrise, sunset, Though possessing all his senses, Inwardly there's only darkness,

The best part of such noble liquor, No less than gold and jewelry, By preference dwells in night and gloom. The wise man searches tirelessly; 5200 To see by daylight, that's child's play, But where it's dark, there mysteries have their home.

Only a God can take in all of them, The whole lot, for He dwells in eternal light, While we poor devils are stuck down below 1810 In darkness and gloom, lacking even candlelight, And all you qualify for is, half day, half night.