Quotes About Darkness

I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.

It's ironic, isn't it? Our goal was great. Our path was dark.

Quant au sang, ah, le sang, le sujet entier me fascine. En plus, j'aime ça, quand ça coule tout chaud et que je suis assoiffée. Et je le suis souvent.

Sharon dropped to her knees and reached her hand over the edge. The gesture was supposed to be a sign of support. But she realized then that it was useless. His insanity was like the stream beneath the ground. It only flowed in one direction, into deeper and deeper darkness. She was going to lose him.

Fear cannot touch me… It can only taunt me, It cannot take me, Just tell me where to go… I can either follow, Or stay in my bed… I can hold on To the things that I know… The dead stay dead, They cannot walk. The shadows are darkness. And darkness cannot talk

Sometimes you can lock the doors and close the blinds, but the monsters are still there inside your house, sleeping and breathing and just waiting to wake up and terrorize you all over again.

Was she always that friendly? I joke. She saw Robert. At least I got that out of her. Maybe she buried him in the backyard. Stop. Did you smell it in there? Yes. That wasn't a normal smell. That wasn't the sort of something's-gone-bad-in-the-garbage smell. That was the sort of Dahmer-next-door smell. Stop it. I'm serious, I say. It's probably just some dead animal. Oh, well, in that case, it's fine.

A dark world only makes the brighter moments shine that much more.

There's no light bulb lit. I half wonder if there's any power to light one. Aunt Alice? A round goblin comes out of the darkness of the hallway.

So the darkness is there for the sake of light. Evil exists so that good might also be. Pain exists to make room for healing.

They dwell in my light, while I dwell in unbearable darkness, the source of that light.

If the eye could see the demons that people the universe, existence would be impossible. —Talmud, Berakhot, 6

The prince of darkness is a gentleman. —Shakespeare, King Lear, III, iv

Fileisch tu magister quiere ir a sitio oscuro questa notte.

Rápido —volvió a incitarme Guillermo—, si no se comerá todo el Aristóteles! —¡Y morirá! —grité angustiado mientras corría a su encuentro y juntos nos poníamos a buscar. —¡No me importa que muera, el maldito! —gritaba Guillermo clavando los ojos en la oscuridad que nos rodeaba y moviéndose de un lado para otro.

Si, te han mentido. El diablo no es el príncipe de la materia, el diablo es la arrogancia del espíritu, la fe sin sonrisa, la verdad jamás tocada por la duda. El diablo es sombrío porque sabe adónde va y siempre va hacia el sitio que procede. Eres el diablo, y como el diablo vives en las tinieblas.

It lives and breathes in the light, because it has thousands of unfortunates toiling in the darkness. It lives and has its being in proud liberty because thousands are slaving for it, whose thraldom is the price of this liberty. This

The saints are persecuted, eyes are closed to the truth, darkness is the daily wear. The most savage beasts are those that are blind. No one thinks seriously of Hell. Oh the wickedness of people! In the name of the King' means, in these days, In the name of the Revolution! No man knows where his duty lies, to be living or to be dead. To die in sanctity is forbidden, burial is a civic matter.

When I realized I was going to have to become a killer, the memory of the torture museum rose before me like a muse. I've always been good with my hands.

The abbey was vampire heaven.

He had never killed a child; he had never arrested anyone. But he had broken the fragile dyke that protected the purity of his soul from the seething darkness around him. The blood of the camps and the ghettos had gushed over him and carried him away... There was no longer any divide between him and the darkness; he himself was part of the darkness.

Fue así, con una cadena milenaria, como el progreso ruso y la esclavitud rusa estaban ligados el uno al otro. Cada escalada hacia la luz ahondaba aún más el negro foso de la esclavitud.

ibant obscuri sola sub nocte per umbram

Poate c? este timpul s? v? fac portretul lui Jasmin; dar în întuneric- fiindc? ferestrele nu se deschid niciodat?, de vreme ce Jasmin nu exist? È™i, prin urmare, nu poate avea mam?, ceea ce este incontestabil, dup? cum v? va dovedi urmarea acestei poveÈ™ti- în întuneric, deci, descrierea nu ar fi exact?.