Quotes About Darkness

The brightest flame casts the darkest shadow.

Oh, my sweet summer child," Old Nan said quietly, "what do you know of fear? Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the north. Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods

My sister has mistaken me for a mushroom. She keeps me in the dark and feeds me shit.

Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.

And all was black and still, and black and cold, and black and dead, and black.

She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.

For the night is dark and full of terrors.

In life, the monsters win.

The night is dark and full of terrors.

Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.

The worst isn't done. The worst is just beginning, and there are no happy endings.

And the crow once called the raven black.

Light our fire and protect us from the dark, blah blah, light our way and keep us toasty warm, the night is dark and full of terrors, save us from the scary things, and blah blah blah some more.

Dark wings, dark words, me mother used to say, but when the birds fly silent, seems to me that's even darker.

Shadows." The world seemed darker when he said it. "Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.

When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers, Azor Ahai shall be born again amidst smoke and salt to wake dragons out of stone.

all men carry murder in their hearts, yet even so, the poisoner is beneath contempt.

No mortal man could frighten him, no more than the darkness could, nor the bones of his soul, the grey and grisly bones of his soul.

The crow calls the raven black.

Ned closed his eyes and opened them; it made no difference. He slept and woke and slept again. He did not know which was more painful, the waking or the sleeping. When he slept, he dreamed: dark disturbing dreams of blood and broken promises. When he woke, there was nothing to do but think, and his waking thoughts were worse than nightmares.

If the lamb sees the knife, she panics. Her panic seeps into her meat, darkens it, fouls the flavor.

Still, night falls for all of us in the end, and too soon for some.

The night is dark and full of terrors, and so are dreams.

The dungeons are windowless. One hour is much like another down there, and for me, all hours are midnight.