Quotes About Darkness

Now in the midst of the broken waters of my civilization rhythm begins. Clear above the flood I raise my ringing voice. In the disorder and darkness of the night, in the wind and the washing waves, I shout to my brothers--lost in the flood.

The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the crisp sharp promise of frost in the air, but it wasn't that way. It rained and little puddles of water shone under the street lamps on Main Street. In the woods in the darkness beyond the Fair Ground water dripped from the black trees.

Helen ran down a flight of stairs at the back of the house and into the garden. In the darkness she stopped and stood trembling. It seemed to her that the world was full of meaningless people saying words.

El amor es como un viento que agita la hierba debajo de los árboles en una noche oscura (…). No debe usted tratar de convertirlo en algo definido.

In that high place in the darkness the two oddly sensitive human atoms held each other tightly and waited. In the mind of each was the same thought. "I have come to this lonely place and here is this other," was the substance of the thing felt.

The fruition of the year had come and the night should have been fine with a moon in the sky and the crisp sharp promise of frost in the air, but it wasn't that way. It rained and little puddles of water shone under the street lamps on Main Street. In the woods in the darkness beyond the Fair Ground water dripped from the black trees.

From the darkness of my hiding place, I would ask God to forgive the transgressors and have mercy on every man, as he himself had sown the seeds of weakness.

My name is Mary Katherine Blackwood. I am eighteen years old, and I live with my sister Constance. I have often thought that with any luck at all, I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had. I dislike washing myself, and dogs, and noise. I like my sister Constance, and Richard Plantagenet, and Amanita phalloides, the death-cup mushroom. Everyone else in our family is dead.

I can't help it when people are frightened," says Merricat. "I always want to frighten them more.

I'm going to put death in all their food and watch them die.

All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down.

Since the time he'd been born, he'd been set on a course into darkness. In various fleeting moments, he'd glimpsed the occasional flicker of light and hope. Those moments, however, had been too brief to dispel the shadows. Only now did he see a new path before him, bright with a constant, unwavering glow - a path of love.

I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness…" (John 8:12).

Alone he staggered on until he found Dawn's ghost that filtered down a shafted stair To the dazed, muttering creatures underground Who hear the boom of shells in muffled sound. At last, with sweat of horror in his hair, He climbed through darkness to the twilight air, Unloading hell behind him step by step.

When the water covers the earth the sun will vanish the darkess and the cold will come.When the last dragon and the last Elf break the circle the past and the future will meet. The sun of a new Summer will shine in the sky.

But to "bring something to light" is not to question its existence, but merely to decide whether or not something should be permitted within the realm of the real, the realm of the ruler (of that which is measurable), or to leave it outside the realm, in the "outer darkness.

Children of the night?' 'Believe me, they're down

THEY FOUND THE fire exit without turning on any lights. Despite the white flashes in front of their eyes they could see the soft glow from the electric signs.

It's always thoughts of family that drive me crazy, and it's always my friends who bring me back. Agents of Light and Darkness p.218

The doors of Hell are never bolted or barred, to those who belong there.

Don't you dare try to out-gloom me. I'm the only one here entitled to indulge in deep dark existential brooding.

Why don't you just shoot yourself in the head now and get it over with?

Everywhere he went the shadows had teeth, and quite often an agenda.

The cream-tiled walls were spattered here and there with old dried bloodstains, deep gouges that might have been clawmarks, and all kinds of graffiti. As usual, someone had spelt Cthulhu wrongly.