Quotes About Darkness

May our lives be born from the beauty of darkness, and shine with the possibility of light.

I think we are in rats' alley Where the dead men lost their bones.

If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent If the unheard, unspoken Word is unspoken, unheard; Still is the spoken word, the Word unheard, The Word without a word, the Word within The world and for the world; And the light shone in the darkness and Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled About the center of the silent Word. Oh my people, what have I done unto thee. Where shall the word be found, where shall the word Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence

They constantly try to escape From the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good. But the man that is will shadow The man that pretends to be.

Every street lamp that I pass Beats like a fatalistic drum, And through the spaces of the dark Midnight shakes the memory As a madman shakes a dead geranium.

Oh my soul, be prepared for the coming of the Stranger. Be prepared for him who knows how to ask questions. There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not. You shall not deny the Stranger. They constantly try to escape From the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good. But the man that is shall shadow The man that pretends to be.

I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you Which shall be the darkness of God.

i said to my soul be still and wait so the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing.

There is certainly no purpose in remaining in the dark Except long enough to clear from the mind The illusion of having ever been in the light.

Will the veiled sister pray for Those who walk in darkness, who chose thee and oppose thee, Those who are torn on the horn between season and season, time and time, between Hour and hour, word and word, power and power, those who wait In darkness? Will the veiled sister pray For children at the gate Who will not go away and cannot pray: Pray for those who chose and oppose

They constantly try to escape from the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good.

Old men ought to be explorers Here and there does not matter We must be still and still moving Into another intensity For a further union, a deeper communion Through the dark cold and the empty desolation, The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters Of the petrel and the porpoise.

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

Kind of like I suspect things are at night in the It's A Small World ride, when all the little figures come to life and whisper about how they'd like to torture and murder all those screaming children and grinning grown-ups in the boats.

We call darkness our friend, but when the elders tell us stories of the Garden, they talk of the holy, unending light that was there. How did shadows become our only dwelling?

There can be few situations more fearful than breaking down in darkness on the highway leading to Casablanca. I have rarely felt quite so vulnerable or alone.

Noel ruhu yok mu sende? diye sordu. Senin kahrolas? ampullerin yüzünden uyuyamad???m dördünce gece ruhumu kaybettim.

He hated this time of year. Every day was shorter than the last. Night began to fall in late afternoon. Winter could arrive on any given day and stay until April. They had had an ice storm on Halloween and a blizzard on Veterans Day, followed by three days of rain that had caused flash flooding in low-lying areas. The odd day of stunning, electric blue skies and a paltry few lingering fall colors couldn't make up for the stretches of bleak gray or the damp cold that knifed to the bone.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, my lord. You are an evil man.

she had changed in the smoke and the fear and the dark

I began to feel lighthearted. Don't ever do that; it tempts some dark and evil force abroad in the universe.

Azhrarn the Beautiful, said Chuz lovingly, it is your beautiful madness I have come to see.

Azhrarn, Lord of Terrors, terrified.

He may harp in the Dark One's Hall and take no harm, who is a true harper.