Quotes About Darkness

her bedside.  She shut her eyes tightly against the sight

Night is the other half of life, and the better half.

I am a part of the part that at first was all, part of the darkness that gave birth to the light, that supercilious light which now disputes with Mother Night her ancient rank and space, and yet cannot succeed; no matter how it struggles, it sticks to matter and can't get free. Light flows from substance, makes it beautiful...

Malice lies dormant in all of us and anyone who knows how to exploit it, how to turn it sharply in one direction can hope for an echo.

We human beings are paradoxes. We love the fruits of commitment, love, and order. Yet a dark side of us is often anticommitment, antilove, and antiorder. We would prefer to receive these things; we have to be taught and we have to deliberately choose to give these things. This is a fundamental testimony to the evil within.

The beast caged. Rather limiting for Mr Hyde.

The little owls call to each other with tremulous, quavering voices throughout the livelong night, as they sit in the creaking trees.

I like books that glow in their own literary light — on a dark shelf, surrounded by a cloud of glistering stardust.

In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil water-way leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky — seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness.

Swift-piling winter clouds blotted out the sun.

In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing.

A millennium without air or light pollution made for pitch-black skies. The stars didn't just appear anymore. They exploded. Diamonds on black velvet. You couldn't tear your eyes away.

a sea of artificial lights has extinguished the stars and drowned the nights

Perhaps apathy is a wave of emotions too afraid to burst out of the darkness into the bright light of day.

Your heart is a sun— Joy its stars, Faith a moon, shining in your darkness...

In the dark, glitter is nothing but sand.

Hatred is a blindman Seeing only darkness

God! what a light has passed away from earth Since my last look!... How beautiful the yesterday that stood Over me like a rainbow! I am alone. The past is past. I see the future stretch All dark and barren as a rainy sea.

I turned to the circle of brutal and malignant faces peering at me through the semi-darkness. A sudden and deep sympathy welled up in me. I remembered the Cockney's way of putting it. How God must have hated them that they should be tortured so!

The world slept, and it was like the sleep of death.

Era piombato nelle tenebre. E nel momento stesso in cui lo seppe, smise di sapere.

At the last moments of the universe, with eternal darkness converging from all sides, surely someone will arise and cry out: 'Hold back the end for a final moment, while I pay tribute to the gallant brewmasters who have provided us a pathway of golden glory down the fading corridors of time!' And then, is it not possible that a bright gap will appear in the dark, through which the brewmasters are allowed to proceed, to build a finer universe?

Fear and lies fester in darkness. The truth may wound, but it cuts clean.