Quotes About Darkness

Love is evil spell it backwards I'll show ya.

I'm just so fucking depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump.

I definitely gravitate towards quality genre projects and genre of any kind whether it's science fiction, horror or really anything. I'm just drawn to quality. I don't think 'Darkness Falls' is horror there isn't any gore by any stretch of the imagination.

I'm in love with someone good and kind and gentle, and he's seen the darkness too, but somehow we've become each other's light.

verdad que le concierne íntimamente, una oscura consecuencia de su historia,

Lovecraft lo había escrito: si conociéramos todo, el terror nos haría enloquecer. Llegó a representarse su sueño como una trampa diabólica

el horror absoluto, el pánico innombrable de un niño de cuatro años que recobra la conciencia en la negrura eterna.

C'est utile quand la vie vous sourit, de savoir qu'elle va vous passer à tabac, et quand on tâtonne dans les ténèbres, que la lumière va revenir. ça donne de la prudence, ça donne de la confiance. ça aide à relativiser ses états d'âme. Du moins, ça devrait.

Non resta che una cosa: pregare, perché le tenebre non si confondano con la luce

I have said before that the long corridor is wonderful. In the winter afternoons and evenings, when the mist rolled up and down over the tiles like the smoke in a tunnel, when one walked almost in darkness and peered into the then forbidden wards, when dwarfs coming from the G block grew larger and larger until the A block turned them into beings of one's own size, the corridor always made a special impression on me.

Una gran desgracia, en cualquier caso, para la vida interior de la vida y también para todos aquellos que aún desean utilizar subjetivamente la palabra, tensarla y estirarla hacia miles de conexiones de luz que quedan por restablecer en la gran oscuridad del mundo.

La oscuridad se convirtió en un espacio infinito y vacío, en cuyo centro se hallaba la madre del género humano.

Long, long journey through the darkness Long, long way to go But what are miles across the ocean To the heart that's coming home?

God desires the sinner to turn away from the darkness of his own nothingness and void and come to himself, to draw life from his life. Sin is grounded in an illusion concerning my own alleged greatness and worth in my own eyes. Repentance is grounded, not in a desire to abase myself, but in a clear understanding and a profound conviction of my great worth in the eyes of God.

There was day, and there was dusk. It is time to let the night come.

The darker the film, the more vital everyone's sense of humor is on set.

In spaces too small for light to crawl I'll hide everything I own. I'll keep you there for safety. I'll build a shelter for your fears. I'll be your own suicide bomber, a satellite in the dwindling orbits, a mortal Om.

and in the darkness that was fast enclosing him he was filled with joy, because life is endless, its mysteries will never entirely be revealed, and to be human is to be alive in constant wonder.

One of the most difficult things for me to deal with is the refusal for many evangelicals to acknowledge the truths about what has happened in our country. Our history has been hard for people of color, and the church must be willing to acknowledge those hard truths if we are to move toward healing. Much of our history is shrouded in darkness because it is hard to talk about and even harder to understand from our vantage point today.

If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning. —C. S. LEWIS

This is the very thing that has driven people to suicide through the centuries. It is hopelessness made real, or to use Milton's famous phrase, it is "darkness visible,"15 a description that the author William Styron used as a title for his own poignant memoir on depression.

Was that really all there was to love? Darkness undone, a hand on your forehead. In the meantime all you could do was wait--tired, alone, the minutes as long or short as a lifetime--for the face in your dream to appear.

She was honey-sweet and perfect... But that was just the surface layer; deeper there was more: darkness and sadness and pain

After we hung up, I took the joint. If I was going to die here, in the creepy basement out of a horror movie, in an epic snowstorm that was like an icy prison, with a wife unwilling to pretend-like Bananarama to maybe save her husband's life, I should at least go out with a smile on my face.