Quotes About Darkness

Teddy bear looked like he was suffering from murder withdrawal.

You're like a crazy cat lady, but you collect killers instead of fluffy cats." "I don't collect killers." "Yes, you do, and those who aren't killers turn into killers by the time you're done. You made Julie into a maniac. That child has more knives on her than a squad of the PAD. Christopher was the only stray who couldn't fight, and now it turns out he's a god of terror. Why am I not surprised?

Are you sure that I'll be enough? These places can get pretty rough. You walk into a cake shop and then some gunslinger tells you, 'You ain't from around here, partner,' and the next thing you know, you're in the middle of the street, your horse is dead, the bad guy's got your girl by her hair, and you're down to one bullet." "What is going on in your head?" "It's a dark, lawless place, Catalina. So dark.

It's not that I'm that evil, really. I'm just beloved by evil things.

What are you thinking about?" she asked. "I'm picturing cutting your head off with these scissors." Elara laughed and walked out of the barracks.

Sometimes when you search the night, you'll find monsters in the dark.

When I come crawling home, bleeding and filthy and exhausted, the house is dark and empty.

The woman's voice rose, stronger and stronger, her song holding the darkness at bay like a shield. Fear not the darkness Fear not the night You are not forsaken We remember you

A bit dramatic, and yet it had the likely desired effect of turning a badass like me into just another frightened ape shivering in the darkness

There was light in Erra. There was also darkness, and when I looked deep into both, I recognized myself.

As I moved, darkness rolled across the floor, walls, and ceiling, a menacing shadow of my power. The light dimmed. The constellations died, snuffed out by my presence. Watch me as I end your universe.

He's getting grimmer and grimmer," Barabas said. "Derek?" "Yes. Before long he will start emitting his own dark cloud." "Maybe we can all sneak around under the cover of his darkness.

Tony stayed where he was. He looked around him, his nice face oddly serious, and pulled his hood over his head. His broom darkened to black, flowing into a staff, its tip glowing with red. His robe turned the color of blood, spreading like the mantle of some king, moving seemingly on its own, and beneath that robe and inside of his hood was darkness, cold and empty darkness, the kind that lived between the stars.

It would be impossible to represent to ourselves darkness, unless light had been given to the senses.

Well, darkness has a hunger that's insatiable, and lightness has a call that's hard to hear.

Lo que se escribe es siempre otra cosa Y lo que se describe es de nuevo otra cosa Entre ambos está lo indescrito que tan pronto como es descrito abre nuevos territorios indescritos Es indescriptible Aunque la oscuridad esté definida por luz y la luz por oscuridad siempre queda un resto fuera.

Then a dark shape would glide across the star-covered sky, everyone would look up and the laughter would stop. It wasn't exactly what you'd call fear, rather a strange sadness--a sadness that had nothing human about it any more, for it lacked both courage and hope. This was how animals waited to die. It was the way fish caught in a net watch the shadow of the fisherman moving back and forth above them.

In the darkness the danger seemed to grow. You could smell the suffering in the air, in the silence. Even people who were normally calm and controlled were overwhelmed by anxiety and fear. Everyone looked at their house and thought, "Tomorrow it will be in ruins, tomorrow I'll have nothing left. We haven't hurt anyone. Why?

La signora Angellier suonò. La cuoca si affrettò a chiudere le imposte e le finestre, e il buio escluse tutto: i canti, il suono dei baci, il dolce splendore delle stelle, il passo dei vincitori sul selciato , e il verso del rospo assetato che, inappagato, chiedeva acqua al cielo.

Skip had loved that lighthouse—and all it symbolized. Light in the darkness. Guidance through turbulent waters. Salvation for the floundering. Hope for lost souls.

Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved

You know what. You've killed me and sent me to hell, and you must descend to the underworld to find me and make me live again. If you don't come for me, I'll become a demon and drag you down into the dark.

I need daylight. But I wander in the dark.

All dreams are sinister.