Quotes About Darkness

invaded you and blinded you to the light.

Like the others, the children were clouded in a thin fog, though the cords of darkness weren't as developed.

Grace is calling the one who's trying to protect her 'Bobbie,'" he said. Ben thought about that. Eli rarely spoke about the particulars of the world at large, enslaved to darkness as it was. And Ben had long ago realized that it wasn't his place to ask for particulars. So much was beyond his understanding

Cords of darkness were wrapped around her arms, chest and neck. They didn't retreat as Stephen's had.

Imagine an infinite love that is unconditional. That can't be provoked or threatened. In that love you'll see fear for what it truly is: a shadow." She was beside herself with joy. "Imagine that! Shadows that we've gone into agreement with. But in love, the Fury vanish, because there is no fear in love, just like there's no darkness in light.

Maybe they only come out at night," I said, staring into the flames. "Why would evil wait for night? Is it that limited?

The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eye is clear, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness.

Fear is the devil, always, and throws on into darkness. To accept is the best way ~Saba

But you too can see truth. You too can be freed from the blindness of fear and see with new eyes. In that new sight, you will see light instead of darkness.

There was no life above the surface anyway.

The biggest lie is that fear will keep you safe in the darkness, but fear is the darkness. So round and round you go, fighting darkness with darkness. Better to open your eyes and see the light. In that light, there is no darkness. So you've always been safe. You just don't know it because you're blind to who you are as the light.

Darkness. Blindness. Fear. Fury. They're all the same thing.

We're good Christians, so how can the Fury blind us?" "Actually, you serve fear. You think it will save you, but fear can't save you. Only love can, and God is love. You can choose the light, which shows itself as love, or you can choose darkness, which shows itself as fear. Not both.

Black was the without eye Black the within tongue Black was the heart Black the liver, black the lungs Unable to suck in light Black the blood in its loud tunnel Black the bowels packed in furnace Black too the muscles Striving to pull out into the light Black the nerves, black the brain With its tombed visions Black also the soul, the huge stammer Of the cry that, swelling, could not Pronounce its sun.

Wadsworth Moor Where the millstone of sky Grinds light and shadow so purple-fine And has ground it so long Grinding the skin off the earth Earth bleeds her raw true darkness A land naked now as a wound That the sun swabs and dabs Where the miles of agony are numbness And harebell and heather a euphoria

No one knows how dark the night is until you can't speak into it.

They got it wrong when they called it "the closet." This was a prison. Solitary confinement. I was locked inside, inside myself, dark and afraid and alone. (Chapter. 23)

It dims the brightest spirit, to stare into the dark.

a redoubtable alchemy was at work behind impenetrable veils as the forest prepared its nocturnal mysteries.

A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.

In realtà v'è qualcosa di calmo e di rassicurante nelle prime ore d'oscurità, ma a misura che la notte si fa avanti e che i rumori della terra tacciono, l'ombra e il silenzio prendono subito un carattere differente. Una specie d'immobilità soprannaturale pesa su tutto e non esiste parola più eloquente che quella di orrore per descrivere i momenti che precedono il sorgere dell'alba.»

It's not the light that's attracting me, but the darkness that's driving me on.

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.

Perhaps he could still weave together the broken threads of his life. And yet, I wanted him here now. I needed him here. In the darkness, if I sat very still, I could almost feel his presence by me, quite near, but not too near. Didn't I promise to keep you safe, he would say softly. I have never broken a promise. Don't look so worried, Jenny. And yet, he would be careful. Careful not to move too close. Careful not to frighten me. Waiting still. I am your shelter. Don't be afraid.