Quotes About Darkness

Their eyes were dark and hard and glowing, with no fear in them, no kindness and no guilt.

The walls are cracked and water runs upon them within threads without sound, black and glistening as blood.

I wish I had the power to tell them that the despair of their hearts was not to be final, and their night was not without hope. For the battle they lost can never be lost. For that which they died to save can never perish. Through all the darkness, through all the shame of which men are capable, the spirit of man will remain alive on this earth. It may sleep, but it will awaken. It may wear chains, but it will break through. And man will go on.

The sky over New England was crow black, pitch-black, Bible black, so black it could be difficult at night to keep to the path, so black that a line of trees might freely migrate to another location or that you might find yourself pursued after nightfall by a rabid black hog, leaving you to crawl home, bloody and disoriented, on all fours.

America's tiny reign of terror, Salem represents one of the rare moments in our enlightened past when the candles are knocked out and everyone seems to be groping about in the dark, the place where all good stories begin.

I wanted to stop her; in the darkness and silence we occasionally managed to throw off our despair for a while by making each other forget.

It was not that the ocean depths served the creatures there with darkness, to protect them from attack--a darkness they could light, as they needed, with luminescence--but vice versa: the darkness gave rise to those that were pressure-resistant and could illuminate themselves.

Kris," Harey whispered even more softly than before. I felt rather than heard her coming noiselessly up to me, and I pretended I hadn't noticed. At that moment I wanted to be alone. I had to be alone. I still hadn't found strength inside myself. I'd reached no decision, no resolution. As I stared at the darkening sky, at the stars that were only a spectral shadow of terrestrial stars, I stood there motionless; in the emptiness that was gradually

As one whose genius has been duly certified by several dozen learned biographers, I think I may say a word or two on the topic of intellectual summits; which is simply that clarity of thought is a shining point in a vast expanse of unrelieved darkness. Genius is not so much a light as it is a constant awareness of the surrounding gloom, and its typical cowardice is to bathe in its own glow and avoid, as much as possible, looking out beyond its boundary.

Adesso spegniamo la luce e, fino a domattina, niente più dispiaceri. Domani, se ne avremo voglia, ce ne procureremo di nuovi. Va bene?

Zagledal je temno, veliko, obla?no nebo, iz katerega — je pomislil — so pred stoletji izgnali Boga, pribežališ?e slabi?ev in premagancev.

Nie lubi? ciem, zw?aszcza gdy siadaj? mi na twarzy, chcia?em j? trzepn??, ale w zasi?gu r?ki by? tylko gruby, twardo oprawiony tom hotelowej Biblii, a Bibli? niezr?cznie jako?.

The night transfixed me; the night took possession of me, enveloped and penetrated me, impalpable, insubstantial. Turned to stone.

The night stared me in the face, amorphous, blind, infinite, without frontier

The most terrifying fact about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent... if we come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death -- however mutable man may be able to make them -- our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.

It may be safe to walk, but where do you go when all directions wear the same black ashen despair?

I'll serve something black. Bean soup, licorice, coffee. It'll be very grim, I promise. We'll cover the mirrors. We'll listen to Piaf. We'll read passages from Dostoyevsky.

The thing is, Ian, life is too short. Not only is it brief, but it's full of so many hard things that there's never a time to breathe or recover. So, when you get a moment like this, you have to drink it into your soul to sustain yourself when all that's around you is darkness. She sighed. I was so stressed down there that I forgot about slowing down and appreciating each moment that I have. This moment is a blessing, and I need to notice it.

The candle flickered in the wind of the hurricane... Then, the light of one hundred billion stars burned out.

Camp fires, like red, peculiar blossoms, dotted the night.

Horror's not a symptom, it's a love affair.

The reality is that the past is a very, very dark place for everybody' – Martin McGuinness, former IRA commander1

Continually trying to look on the bright side interferes with our finding the wisdom that lies in the fruitful darkness. Continually striving upward toward the light means we never grow downward into our own feet, never become firmly rooted on the earth, never explore the darkness within and around us, a darkness without whose existence the light would have no meaning.

In space, no one can hear you scream; and in a black hole, no one can see you disappear.