Quotes About Darkness

Because love stands above Darkness and Light. Because love is not sex or a shared faith, or "the joint maintenance of a household and the upbringing of children." Because love is also Power. And Light and Darkness, people and Others, morality and law, the Ten Commandments and the Great Treaty have damn all to do with it.

10 PLACES TO NEVER, EVER, EVER GO UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES Rooms lit by a single hanging light bulb. Rooms lit by nothing. Any graveyard that isn't Arlington National Cemetery. Summer camps whose annual counselor murder rate exceeds 10 percent. Maine. "The old_____________." Hotels/motels that aren't part of giant international chains. Upstairs. Downstairs. Any log cabin anywhere on the face of the earth.

An empty theater is a promise unfulfilled.In a few hours, everything around him would be light and noise. Laughter and applause. Colorful people packed together in their colorful finery. Tonight, the promise would be fulfilled. And then, after the curtain came down and the gaslights were snuffed out, there would be darkness again. That was the beauty of it. That was theater.

Halloween, the one night when we embrace the darkness from which all of America is descended. October is the gateway to the wonderful, mystical finale of the American year. A place where life ends and the celebration of life briefly begins.

It's no wonder we're always getting' mistaken for queers. Look at us—a bunch'a proper men, never growin' old, 'angin' about in the dark, bitin' other men on the neck. They don't fear us 'cause we got claws and fangs; they fear us 'cause they think we're comin' after their sons.

for he saw in Elizabeth's eyes a kind of darkness; a kind of absence-as if her soul had taken leave, so that compassion and warmth could not interfere.

Minions of Satan don't react well to the Eucharist.

A traditional Muslim would see in the bleakness and ugliness of modern industrial society and the ambiance it creates an outward reflection of the darkness within the souls of men who have created this order and who live in it.

The reason why darkness terrifying for us, he reflected, is that there remains in us the instinctive fear the primitive man had when there was as yet no light.

in the distance across the dark fields I saw a flame. With the rainy season, the fireflies had long since disappeared. What then could this be? The flame flickered, now brightly, no dimly, and sometimes it glowed like a halo, as if it had sunk deep into water. I was frightened by this flame. For in my heart I, too, carried a flame.

Finding the light when surrounded by dark; praying for hope when all seems lost; what is it that ignites the blaze of miracles but the spark of dance

All my deeds are dark. I am drawn in the river of my sins as deep as the Nile. They say the day of reckoning never turns dark. So it shall be, unless my deeds are brought to light.

There was light and there was darkness, and where once, so recently, he had sat at his desk bathed in that light, now he was clothed in the black cover of heartbreak.

We must take a plunge into the darkness before we can fully appreciate the light.

But when she turned her back to the lights, she saw that the night was so dark...She could not see the stars. The world felt as high as the depthless night sky and deeper than she could know. She understood, suddenly and keenly, that she was too small to run away, and she sat on the damp ground and cried.

Bury the embers, extinguish the spark We plunge ourselves in the well of dark Far from voices that trouble and chatter Down, deep down, where worries don't matter Our minds all teem with the unseen thing But night is a blink and sleep but a dream Wake, wake, see things as they seem

The pane was a stream of moving darkness, and she watched it lighten to silver. It was the first rainfall since she had come to the city. In the dizziness of early morning and little sleep, Ani wondered what she would find outside, if the night and the water had washed it all away, the pasture, the walls, the guards, the palace, and left her with her name again standing in mud and darkness.

She was the clock, a clock that had lost its key, unwinding in the dark.

The heavy blade hung high above the prisoners, glinting against the stars, and then the Razor came down, a wedge of falling darkness cutting through the torchlight. One solid thump, and four more heads had been shaved from their bodies.

Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. While darkness devours, and light steals. And so no one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.

In me now there's a being of sheer hate, like an angel of hate.

She was a child of fire, after all: wayward and unpredictable and sometimes dangerous. She could wreak havoc or she could beat back the darkness; it was all in how she chose to employ her intelligence, her skill. She might allow herself to be controlled, but only when it suited her own ends. She must never forget that she had the power to forge her own destiny. (pg. 280)

I've remembered that most of life is about small, essential connections, so unobtrusive, so elastic, that you scarcely realize they're actually holding you together. The big ones-the great, grand emotional bonds-those are the ones that break, the ones that fail you, the ones that give way and send you careening toward the foot of the bleak and jagged canyon. It's the tough, gnarled, unadorned ties that really do bind, that never let you fall all the way down into darkness.

The sun never set on the British empire, an Indian nationalist later sardonically commented, because even God couldn't trust the Englishman in the dark