Quotes About Darkness

When you are a certain age or when you have lost certain things and people, Aimee's crippling grief will make a terrible poisoned dark sense.

She seemed to him a long spill of dark water, a black surface shattered with ephermal reflections of light.

Sometimes, even he found his program overly Gothic.

Baines will perform his Black Mass in front of my witness, and I shall own him.

Kit hesitated in the half-crumbled archway, the torches failing to illuminate the darkness beyond.

There," Murchaud said, tapping the cool surface the Darkling Glass. "There's is your cellar, Master Poet, and there is your oubliette." "Not mine, surely.

I let the darkness and the cold within show in my eyes.

The candle on the nightstand ascended into the air and was joined and circled by others that materialized out of the darkness. A vast, lumpy darkness, clawing with enormous hands like annealed black clots of wax, a ring of candles blazing on the gnarled stump that might have been its hands.

Night was all around her, but a denser patch flowed forward, stepping over the dying boy to pause beyond the reach of her blade.

Murchaud's silver rapier gleamed when the torchlight touched it, made itself a brand of darkness in between.

They were deep within the world, and its hungry latticework structure had consumed the available light.

Briefly, she thought of murder. Her hands itched for the wash of blood. But this was the blood she wanted.

The necromancer framed the dead woman's eyes with soft fingertips, and leaned so close that Tristen felt as if he had interrupted a seduction.

The structure of the world loomed in the partial visibility overhead, a lattice skeleton swathed erratically with light and darkness, further structures gleaming dully through translucent gas until depth of field rendered it opaque.

The moon continued to darken, even as the eastern sky grew pale. A third of the disc had vanished into shadow and Will caught his breath at the beauty of it, and the danger.

Candle-flicker. Come into the darkness and be no more alone." His smile grew tender. "Thou art an avenger, sister. Thy Light has abandoned thee. Avenge thyself.

Kit sat in that darkness too deep for his witch sight to pierce, even had the use of it, and ran his fingers over the rugged surface of the scold's bridle Baines had left to keep him company.

It was not yet noon, but under the shadow of the conifers twilight ruled.

Sometimes he thought he plunged through darkness eternally and heard nothing but the Devil's amiable laughter, and knew nothing but the heat of his own Hell.

Christian smiled the sort of smile that vampires might affect, to hide their fangs.

As he watched, the kiss was completed. Mallory pressed pink lips over the head woman's mouth, and Tristen could see the working between the corpse's teeth. Mallory's eyes closed, fingers fanning through brown hair to hold the head steady.

Heat cupped his body, pressed his skin. He writhed away from it, sure that there were flames and that the flames had seared his eyes from his head, because surely there could be no such agony in darkness.

Tis a night for the fall of kingdoms, Robert.

You dress in shadows, brother, but there is starlight in your eyes.