Quotes About Darkness

But though the stars were spread across a great reaching blackness, the streets below were bathed in a stale gray dimness which suggested neither night nor day nor any natural phase between them.

The lessons in measurement of cloacal forces. Time as a flow of sewage. The excrement of space, scatology of creation. The voiding of the self. The whole filthy integration of things and the nocturnal product . . . drowning in the pools of night.

In fact, they use everyone and have always used everyone, because they are from the old time, the time before all the worlds awoke from a long and mindless night. And these dreams, these things that are called dreams, are still working to throw us back into that great mad darkness, to exhaust each one one of us in our lonely sleep and to use up everyone until death.

André of the graveyards—a sociable corpse.

Creativity isn't always an index of niceness

The soft black stars have already begun to fill the sky.

Everyone prefers to continue their existence as a mind and a self, no matter what pain it causes them, no matter how false and unreal they might be, than to face the quite obvious reality and being only a body set in motion by this mindless, soulless, and selfless force which he designated the shadow, the darkness.

For, as an evil poet once scribbled, superstition is the reservoir of all truths.)

Love? Do I love? I walk Within the brilliance of another's thought, As in a glory. I was dark before, as Venus' chapel in the black of night: But there was something holy in the darkness, Softer and not so thick as the other where; And as rich moonlight may be to the blind, Unconsciously consoling. Then love came, Like the out-bursting of a trodden star.

Scaccerò ogni dolcezza dal mio cuore e assorbirò l'orrore; ucciderò l'amore, i pensieri di donna, lasciandone i cadaveri a decomporsi nella mia mente, sperando che i loro vermi mordano; senza l'aspetto di un uomo saprò comunque generare molto dall'odio: sarò padre di un mondo di fantasmi e avrò la tomba e la carcassa.

Behold! Behold the black, ungrainèd flesh, The jaw's jeweled hinge that we can barely glimpse …

They're drenched in orenda, the power of good in the world that fights against otgont, all the darkness and evil.

Seguramente la ignorancia en estos días es grande. Una cosa es no saber, otra cosa es no estar dispuesto a saber: "los hombres amaron más las tinieblas que la luz" (Juan 3:19).

And those who lay in their beds there felt that they were within a wall that the Abbess has built for them. Within all was light and warmth, and without was the darkness they would not exchange even for a relief from pain and from dying.

She talked that night of all those out in the dark (she was thinking of Esteban alone, she was thinking of Pepita alone) who had no one to turn to, for whom the world perhaps was more than difficult, without meaning.

No one knows I lost my soul long ago

Maggie decided to walk into the dense grove of trees. Here, on the back lawn, Lakshmi would feel exposed, naked, in the glare of the sunlit afternoon. But the light would be weak in the woods, and if there was one thing that Maggie had learned in her years as a therapist, it was that shame required darkness.

It is dark. But inside Bhima's heart, it is dawn.

Because I barely survived Shane Hall. I barely survived myself. It was a dark time. My home life was traumatic. I was a chaotic, angry kid. Why reminisce?

The days will always be brighter because he existed. The nights will always be darker because he's gone.

I had scars. But my scars also served to instill a kind of reverence in me. Reverence that, during times of weakness, became shrouded in darkness.

But in that novel he would memorialize this moment—Paris in 1898—where two cultures edged up against each other in darkness. He would set that novel in this époque, in the days when France was torn apart over the fate of a Jewish officer named Alfred Dreyfus and over the courage of an elderly writer to speak truth to power.

I am the shadow on the moon at night/Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.

For some of us, Halloween is everyday.