Quotes About Darkness

I've always had a fondness for the Gothic. That's what kind of stories attract me: Why do people do bad things?

I love all that kind of gothic Bram Stoker kind of thing. I love to get lost in that kind of escapism.

I wasn't really a dark kid, but I was in my head a lot. I got good grades all through my 16 years of Catholic school, but I was always writing these weird - and, I have to say, really bad - stories, filled with murder.

My grandfather always sang about the light, and for some reason, I don't know why, it even goes back to when I was seven, eight years old, I've always been attracted to the dark.

As a science fiction and fantasy writer, I used to love writing bleak, grimdark futures full of bleak, grimdark people. But I've found that as the world around me darkens, all I really want to do is grasp for more light.

I seem to gravitate toward the dark side of things when it comes to directing. I love action, but I love the drama as well.

I get afraid of the dark if I'm in a great deal of dark, and I have to move around inside of that fear... But there is a chance that something... will talk to me from the dark, so I have... to be prepared for that communication, which has happened.

When all candles be out, all cats be grey.

To me, death is dark, pain, grief.

Good horror is about so much more than slashing: it's a way of examining grief and loss of self.

There is nothing, really, that I wouldn't write about, and I do write about a lot of grim things.

I was always drawn to darker sounds, things with an edge and a little bit of grit, things that have a lot of emotion and a lot of drive.

I like high fantasy as much as the next guy, but I also like a bit of grit and grime with my faux-medieval trappings.

I've always liked using humor, but what I had to with 'Chewing Gum' was take out a lot of darkness so it would be a bit more feel-good.

I was Satan's right hand man.

Frank Castle: The sun slipped away behind me, the last sliver seeming to pause on the horizon, then succumbing to the black. And I drove on through the shadows of America... though the long, cold, dark night that I've made of my life.

Johann Kleist: If something is waiting for me in that midnight thicket, it can have me soon enough. To be claimed by that primal darkness, to be swallowed up, to cease: the thought of it is bliss to me.

He's got a soul so damn cold and rattlesnake mean, Satan himself threw him outta hell.

A zlo plodí zlo, zlo zamoÃ…â"¢uje místa a pÃ…â"¢itahuje k nim dalÅ¡í zlé skutky...

Blood trickled down his chin as he was hauled up onto his knees, the golden rope securing his arms behind him and his ankles together. Arthur looked up and saw the fizzing sparkling crown coming down. I'm Arthur Penhaligon, he thought desperately... The crown was wedged tightly upon his head- and Arthur fell silently screaming into darkness.

You are chlorr....... I am the part of her that would not become what she became when I found free magic again and had to make my choice

Midnight Visitors,' whispered Suzy fearfully. 'With nightmare-whips and night-gloves.

You see, Christine, there is some music that is so terrible that it consumes all those who approach it.

May one ask at least to what darkness you are returning?… For what hell are you leaving, mysterious lady…or for what paradise?