Quotes About Darkness

Truths, yes. One after another, one boulder settling down, then another. And another. Blotting out the light, darkness closing in, grit and sand sifting down, a solid silence when the last one is in place. Now, dear fool, try drawing a single breath. A single breath. There were clouds closed fast round the moon. And one by one, gardens died.

Truths, yes. One after another, one boulder settling down, then another. And another. Blotting out the light, darkness closing in, grit and sand sifting down, a solid silence when the last one is in place. Now, dear fool, try drawing a breath. A single breath. There were clouds closed fast round the moon. And one by one, gardens died.

What feeds you is rent With the claws of your need. But needs dwell half in light And half in darkness. And virtue folds in the seam. If the demand of need is life Then suffering and death hold purpose. But if we speak of want and petty desire The seam folds into darkness And no virtue holds the ground. Needs and wants make for a grey world. But nature yields no privilege. And what is righteous will soon Feed itself with the claws Of your need, as life demands. QUALITIES OF LIFE SAEGEN

I do not want to meet my evil self,' said Pearl. Draconus glanced across at him. 'Who does?

Hadrian slapped him on the back. "I'm liking you more and more, Buck. A claustrophobic engineer who's entirely devoid of curiosity trapped aboard a spaceship in the midst of eternal darkness

It was a good apple too. A good apple, picked by a madman on a full moon night.

Anyone who has become entranced by the sound of water drops in the darkness of a ruin can attest to the extraordinary capacity of the ear to carve a volume into the void of darkness. The space traced by the ear becomes a cavity sculpted in the interior of the mind.

Justice doesn't always have clean hands, and we all have dark desires clawing at our wills.

Blood-colored clouds stained the eerie crystal sky. The Darkhawk sailed low over a landscape covered with dead forests, dry plains, empty riverbeds and long-abandoned train tracks. Everything wound through a twisted network of jagged hills the color of bones, and pools of brackish water ran across the landscape like puss.

The worst monsters are the human ones.

She is the night, and the night is black, and black is death, and death is cold," a lost voice whispered in his mind.

If asked the Minotaur might say that he thinks gravity pulls harder at night. That the whole earth, on its wobbly axis, whips quicker through a sunless sky. It sure feels that way. But nobody is going to ask.

Shin: a device for finding furniture in the dark.

What is the speed of dark?

Into the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not know, I do not fear the night above As I fear the friends below.

At night a candle's brighter than the sun

Mimesis is darkness, create your own light, the brighter inner light, the brighter it shines

The coincidences were staggering. Ays and Finnigin looked alike, they had both been followed by a mysterious stranger. Their diverse paths had conjoined in the dark waters of Scarzanera's sacred pit, one plunging to death, another to rebirth. Ays felt sick.

Your dilemma is that you do not trust yourself, which is why you stare into darkness. You have been so close to the answer, walked the ground where it lay absorbed by the stones, yet did not recognise it.

In the world of the night, all is black and white, and we were there to celebrate its colours.

When Shan was fifteen years old, dark soldiers come out of the west, like a cloud of evil boiling over the soft hills of his homeland. They commanded terrible beasts, which killed with hooked claws like scythes and cold eyes that dripped icy fire. The soldiers wore helmets that looked like fiends, tusked and snarling and sneering.

Rav enjoyed having a hidden life, which others knew nothing about. He looked forward to the meetings in the old dark chamber and the powerful and beautiful words Tatrini was teaching them. He enjoyed the shivery feelings that coursed through his body and made the hairs on his arms stand up.

The dark surface of the mirror seemed to be the portal to a bottomless void. The suggestion of faint, distant stars spun in its depths.

A corrupt sweetness lined the back of his throat, a taste of nightmare.