Quotes About Darkness

We are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns burst from the darkness, from the grasping void of space that folds and swallows -- a darkness that would devour anyone not as strong as we.

And be thinking, remembering. Trying to. All difficult dark stuff, stories stuffed away, like old socks into old pillowcases. Not quite knowing the weight of truth in them much more. And things that I have let be a long time in the interests of happiness, or at least that daily contentment that I was once I do believe mistress of

The knives opened the flesh like they were painting paintings of a new country, sheer plains of dark land, with the red rivers bursting their banks everywhere, till we were sloshing in God knows what and the dry earth was suddenly turned to noisy mud. The Shawnees ate the lights raw. Their mouths were sinkholes of dark blood.

I am content to say that caught as I was, without rescuers as I was in that moment, there was a fierce, dark fury moving through me, wave upon wave, like the sea itself, that was bizarrely a comfort. My face maybe showing only a shadow of it, as faces will . . . Rage, dark rage, lightened by nothing.

Thus we inaugurate the best time in the little kingdom we have pitched up against the darkness.

It had more darkness in it than any daylight could unpick.

again. 'I do remember terrible dark things, and loss, and noise, but it is like one of those terrible dark pictures that hang in churches, God knows why, because you cannot see a thing in them.' 'Mrs McNulty, that is a beautiful description of traumatic memory.

Manchmal war sie sich nicht sicher, wer die größere Macke hatte: der Autor, der sich diesen kranken Mist ausdachte, oder sie, die sie sogar Geld dafür bezahlte, um es sich mit Axtmördern und Psychopathen am Pool gemütlich machen zu können.

Jeder Mensch trägt die Fähigkeit des Tötens in sich. Jeder hat einen Punkt, an dem er zerbricht. Zum Glück gibt es nur wenige, die die Skrupellosigkeit besitzen, diesen psychischen Nullpunkt bei anderen zu finden.

Er wuenschte sich eine Falltuer herbei, durch die er nach unten stuerzen duerfte - fort von der unwirklichen Realitaet in ein schwarzes Loch des Vergessens. Doch so etwas geschah nur in Traeumen.

But let me say this again: I'm not mad. Killing is my job. Not my calling

185. It Is Getting So Dark I am the sort of person who approves of what others abhor and detests the things they like.

185. It Is Getting So Dark Whatever people may think of my book, I still regret that it ever came to light.

Night took the faces of this man and woman and peeled them off like a question formed inside a fetal darkness mouth.

Må andra lyssna till tal om blommor och solsken, men för mig väljer jag de mörka nätterna, fulla av syner och äventyr, för mig de hårda ödena, för mig förvildade hjärtans sorguppfyllda lidelser.

The world is dark, selfish, and cruel. If it finds the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it,

I like the night, I have clearer ideas in the dark.

Loneliness, dejection, the contempt or pity of people around you--these are unpleasant feelings. But they are precisely the things that produce genuine Dark Ones.

Being on the side of the Light is much tougher than being on the side of the Dark...

Do you remember the fairy tale about the mermaid? A witch gave her legs, she could walk, but she felt like there were red hot knives stabbing into her feet all the time. That story's about us, Maxim! We always walk over sharp knives, and that's something you can never get used to. But Hans Christian Anderson didn't tell the whole story. The witch could have done things differently: the mermaid walks, and the knives stab other people. That's the way of the Dark.

Jak dobrze by? mÅ'odym i mie? gorÄ…cÄ… gÅ'owÄ™! Wierzy?, ?e ciemno?? ma serce, wróg imiÄ™, a eksperymenty cel.

Tek sad shvativši ironiju slu?aja, po?eh luda?ki da se smejem. Mene su, objekat provokacije Tamnih, sakrili u žensko telo! U Telo šefove ljubavnice, stare kao sabor Bogorodi?ne crkve u Parizu!

Why was is that the Light acted through lies, and the Darkness acted though the truth? Why was is that our truth proved powerless, but lies were effective? And why was the Darkness able to manage perfectly well with truth in order to do Evil?

There is no abstract Evil; you have to understand that! Its roots are here, all around us, in this herd that goes on chewing and having a good time only an hour after a murder! That's what you have to fight for. For people. Evil is a hydra with many heads, and the more of them you cut off, the more it grows! Hydras have to be starved to death, do you understand that? Kill a hundred Dark Ones, and a thousand more will take their place.