Quotes About Darkness

Would you pray for her?" Amelia saw a faint sliver of light at the end of the dark tunnel. "Yep, I would pray that God would send her straight to hell." Liddy's tone had gone ice cold.

but it was still dark in the woods

The weight on Emma's heart crumbled into tiny pieces. If Nancy had asked her how she felt, she would have said, "Like the darkness is gone.

When the lights suddenly go out, hold onto your diamonds for dear life. - Nancy Drew, The Mystery of Lilac Inn

What a time for the bulb to got Wait here. I'll get one from the kitchen." As

Suddenly she saw a flickering light ahead, near the grove. Curious, she drew closer. A veiled figure with black hair and wearing a glowing white gown confronted her. The next instant Helen was struck on the back of her head and fell unconscious

Cautiously the girls moved forward, flashing their lights over the half-rotted flooring. The water was lapping against the posts of the building. Giant, eerie shadows leaped at them as they flashed their lights into every corner. The beam from Nancy's came to rest on an old overturned rowboat against the wall. From its stern protruded a pair of bare feet, bound with rope.

The grounds seemed eerie in the moonless night as the couple walked quietly, beaming their flashes ahead of them. They circled the inn. The place was completely dark, with the exception of the tiny night light in the main lobby.

I was a creature of the night, I wasn't supposed to be afraid of the dark. Not that it was the dark I was afraid of--it was the other creatures of the night.

And by habit they shortened their thoughts so that they would not wander out into the darkness beyond tomorrow.

The Captain swallowed his capsules and lay down in the dark with pleasant anticipation. This quantity of the drug gave him a unique and voluptuous sensation; it was as though a great dark bird alighted on his chest, looked at him once with fierce, golden eyes, and stealthily enfolded him in his dark wings.

The cold, like the darkness, can become a deceptive comfort you never want to leave.

Every morning I rise when it is pitch black outside (and you know it's not natural to be up if the sun couldn't even be bothered to get up)

I should have been afraid, walking through a mountainside in the dark by myself. Instead I felt safe, surrounded by the songs of birds, engulfed by the scents of sweet moss and pine, and cocooned in a mist that contained a little bit of magic.

There's always the part of you, the part that hides in the shadows protecting the self-destruct button, that doesn't want to leave the dark behind.

I don't know why, but there's always the part of you, the part that hides in the shadows protecting the self-destruct button, that doesn't ever want to leave the dark behind.

Legend gathered around him, swirling around him like a great black cloak.

You paint it," he responds. "You are a specialist in darkness." I tell him, "I didn't live through it." He says, "We all lived through it, everyone; all of humanity lived through it. Was Picasso in Guernica? Did Guido Reni see with his own eyes the slaughter of little children in Bethlehem?

I call that ambiguity," I said. "Riddles, puzzles, double meanings, lost possibilities, the dark side to the light, the light side to the darkness, different perspectives on the same things. Nothing in this whole world has only one side to it. Everything is like a kaleidoscope. That's what I'm trying to capture in my art. That's what I mean by ambiguity.

Fangtasia, where all your bloody dreams come true,' said a bored female voice. 'Pam. Listen.' 'The phone is pressed to my ear. Speak.' 'Appius Livius Ocella just dropped in.' 'Fuck a zombie!

The vampire is not a bad man, and he loves you

His eyes were still like caves with ghosts dwelling in their depths.

The god entered some women so completely that they became immortal, or very close to it. Bacchus was the god of the grape, of course, so bars are very interesting to maenads. In fact, so interesting that they don't like other creatures of darkness becoming involved. Maenads consider that the violence sparked by the consumption of alcohol belongs to them; that's what they feed off, now that no one formally worships their god. And they are attracted to pride.

Only a group lack of imagination could account for people not wondering what went on in the dark around them.