Quotes About Darkness

so here, in not too many pages, someone is going to dispatch the miserable son of a bitch with a shovel. That's the spirit of Christmas yet to come in these parts. Ho, ho, ho.

like trying to follow a stream of black oil through a maze of shadows.

y más pálido que la Muerte follándose un muñeco de nieve.

Some time ago, the Luminatus, or the Great Death, who kept balance between light and darkness, ceased to be. Since then, Forces of Darkness have been trying to rise from below. You are all that stands between them and destruction of the collective soul of humanity. Try not to screw up.

Wenn man erst anfängt, im Dunkeln irgendwelche Erscheinungen anzuschreien, hat man im Grunde schon aufgegeben, oder? Mehr oder weniger sagt man damit doch: »Ich weiß, ich steck hier bis über beide Augenbrauen in der Scheiße und raste gleich aus vor Angst, also würde ich es vorziehen, wenn wir es so schnell und schmerzlos wie möglich hinter uns bringen könnten.

In El-harím, there lived a man, a man with yellow eyes. To me, he said, Beware the whispers, for they whisper lies. Do not wrestle with the demons of the dark, Else upon your mind they'll place a mark; Do not listen to the shadows of the deep, Else they haunt you even when you sleep.

And the ship sailed onward, gliding serenely down the moonlit river toward the dark lands beyond.

Then were the seeds of madness planted.

Several hundred feet ahead, Saphira and Thorn tussled, two giants in the night.

stripped me of reason, which is a living death.

In El-harím, there lived a man, a man with yellow eyes. To me, he said, "Beware the whispers, for they whisper lies. Do not wrestle with the demons of the dark, Else upon your mind they'll place a mark; Do not listen to the shadows of the deep, Else they haunt you even when you sleep.

Gone. Gone! GONE! Blackness. Emptiness.

She was unsurprised to see that the war had resulted in an unprecedented drawing together of humanity. Even the Zarians had put aside their differences with the League in order to join forces against their shared enemies. What was the point of arguing amongst yourselves if the monsters in the dark were attacking?

Logic only took you so far. Sometimes the cure to the dark was to find another flame burning bright.

By beak and bone, Mine blackened stone Sees rooks and crooks And bloody brooks!

Sometimes the cure to the dark was to find another flame burning bright.

The oldest fears were the most powerful. If there were gods, he thought for sure that the first and greatest—and evilest—would be the god of darkness. Light required effort. Light was a struggle. But the dark was easy, and it had existed before all else and would be there to envelop the universe in its smothering cloak when the last dim stars guttered out at the end of time.

And then she slept and woke no more, and she dreamed slow dreams of strange planets with strange skies and of spiral fractals that flowered in forgotten spaces. And all was silent, and all was dark.

I sat through darkness once before.. I would not, could not endure it again.

The floor went completely black when Mr. Amos pulled the door shut. I couldn't see it now, but I'd rememorized the exact shape the stain was in. The padlock snapped shut with the loudest click I'd ever heard.

The seconds tick. They always do. The power of an entire sun cannot stop them even for a moment, and so death comes between the moments, like a thief of light in the dark.

I am a vampire, I say softly. And you have pissed me off.

The late hour is such a friend; it has been for so many years. There is not a soul around as I carry Riley downstairs and dump him in my trunk. It is good, for I am not in the mood to kill again, and murder, for me, is very much tied to my mood, like making love. Even when it is necessary.

As to blood—ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.