Quotes About Darkness

Bazen de korkusunun nedenleriyle flört ederdi. En karanl?k ve dar sokaklar? seçer ve cüretkarca yürürken ad?mlar?n?n çevresindeki sessizlik onu rahats?z eder, çevresindeki karanl?k siluetler onu rahats?z eder, alçak, kaçamak bir gülüÅŸ onu yaprak gibi titretirdi.

He turned back the way he had come, the rhythm of the engine pounding in his ears. He began to doubt the reality of what memory told him. He halted under a tree and allowed the rhythm to die away. He could not feel her near him in the darkness nor her voice touch his ear. He waited for some minutes listening. He could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. He listened again: perfectly silent. He felt that he was alone.

The ambition which he felt astir in at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet.

The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of soul sought no outlet

Pe treptele îndep?rtate ale altarului cel mare, gol precum trupul domnului, preoÈ›ii zac prosternaÈ›i în È™optit? rug?ciune(...) Ea st? în picioare lâng? mine, palid? È™i rece, înveÈ™mântat? în umbrelele naosului negru ca p?catul, cu cotul fragil la braÈ›ul meu (...)Îi v?d ochii întunecaÈ›i È™i plini de suferin??, frumoÈ™i ca ochii unei antilope. O, ran? nemiloas?! Dumnezeu libidinos!

The embalmer opened the coffin to check on the body. Lincoln's face was turning darker by the day, which the embalmers tried to conceal by coating the skin with chalk-white potions.

There's enough evil in the human heart to incinerate the earth.

The wind becomes your indispensable ally. When the trees and undergrowth and sometimes the elephant grass begin to thrash, the object that does not move or the shadow that remains like a tin cutout becomes the entity that is out there in the darkness, preparing to take your life. Except in this case, the presence on

No one had to convince me about the reality of hell. It wasn't a fiery pit. It lived and thrived in the human breast and consumed its host from night to morning.

These thoughts robbed the light from my eyes

I would start with four fingers of Jack in a thick mug, with a sweating Budweiser back, and by midnight I would be alone at the end of the bar, armed, drunk, and hunched over my glass, morally and psychologically insane.

Night Comes to the Cumberland.

I could feel myself slipping inside that dark alcoholic envelope of depression and regret that for long periods had been characteristic of my adult life.

The time had come to give the rest of the galaxy a look at Darth Vader.

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything.

Palpatine laughed without merriment. "What could you possibly have to offer someone like me?" "Just this." She opened the soft shoulder bag to reveal a humanoid infant of less than a standard year in age. The infant's hairless head was stippled with an array of short but still pliant horns, and its entire body had been garishly and ceremonially tattooed in red and black pigments.

Where Darth Sidious had gained everything, Vader had lost everything, including–for the moment, at least–the self-confidence and unbridled skill he had demonstrated as Anakin Skywalker.

The Sith are not placid stars but singularities. Rather than burn with muted purpose, we warp space and time to twist the galaxy to our own design.

Plagueis kept his thoughts to himself. The aptly named Darth Bane

It is my will to join my destiny forever with the Order of the Sith Lords.

Plagueis pressed his right hand to the right side of his neck to discover that a disk had made off with a considerable hunk of his jawbone and neck, and in its cruel passing had severed his trachea and several blood vessels.

Thou hast fallen in darkness, like a star that shoots across the desert; when the traveller is alone, and mourns the transient beam!

Late at night, when the hour is none, I dream the dreams of the damned.

So the crow spirals down through a collapsed dream and the only sound it makes in like a concave scream.