Quotes About Darkness

the heart moving through a tunnel, in it darkness, darkness, darkness, like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves, as though we were drowning inside our hearts, as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.

If each day falls inside each night, There exists a well where clarity is imprisoned. We need to sit on the rim of the well of darkness and fish for fallen light, with patience. "Si cada día cae/If each day falls EI MAR Y LAS CAMPANAS. The Sea and The Bells.

I was born anew, owner of my own darkness.

Love, love, until the night collapses

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz or the arrow of the carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved. In secret, between the shadow and the soul.

Pulpos Oh pulpo, oh monje encarnizado la vibracion de tu atavio circula en la sal de la roca como un satanico desliz. Oh testimonio visceral, ramo de rayos congelados, cabeza de una monarquia de brazos y presentimientos: retrato del escalofrio, nube plural de lluvia negra.

We must sit on the rim of the well of darkness and fish for fallen light with patience.

open and more unknown than the night, dragging more stars than shadow.

the white bowl of the street began to fill with darkness, from the pavement upwards, like somebody pouring tea into a cup.

But he does worry about it—in the long hours of darkness. And then, in the morning, he forgets the weakness of the night.

So Agamemnon fears the dead? Well there are plenty of them to fear - young men with all their lives ahead of them do not go down into the darkness reconciled.

Fuck her standing, Fuck her lying, Cut her throat and fuck her dying, When she's dead but not forgotten Dig her up and fuck her rotten.

Morgon, I told you what I am; you could see what dark power I was waking in me—you knew its origins. You knew I am kin to those shape-changers who tried to kill you, you thought I was helping the man who had betrayed you—why in Hel's name did you trust me?" His hands, circling the gold crown on the skull, closed on the worn metal with sudden strength. "I don't know. Because I chose to. Then, and forever.

When he held a candle across the threshold, the black swallowed the fire completely. When he tried to step across it, he felt nothing beneath his foot. Sometimes he heard rain, a bird-cry, wind soughing through tall trees; mostly he was aware only of an intimation of vastness, silence, as though he stood at the edge of a world. He saw nothing. So he let the charcoal imagine what might lie on the other side of the door.

Then he was dragged out of flight, pulled again into the shrieking snarl of wind to stare into the empty eyes of the monster that saw nothing everywhere it looked, except when it looked at itself.

We articulate our fears, like children in the dark, giving them names in order to tame them.

The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself.

She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together.

Each person carries around in himself a terrible other world of hell and the unknown. It is an enormous pit reaching below the deepest crater of the earth, or it is the thinnest air far beyond the moon. But it is frightening and essentially "unlike" man as he knows himself familiarly, so we spend all our days living at the other antipodes of ourself.

Polisiye romanlar iyidir. Her çeÅŸit insan?n cinayet iÅŸleyebileceÄŸini kan?tlarlar.

Sintió que el sí quedaba absorbido por la oscuridad, no como las demás noches, en que el sí había sido mudo, sin ni siquiera salir de él mismo. El sí deshizo el nudo que tenía en la cabeza tan bruscamente que le hizo daño. Era lo que había estado esperando decir, lo que el silencio de la habitación y las bestias al otro lado de las paredes habían estado esperando oír.

Happiness was like a green vine spreading through her, stretching fine tendrils, bearing flowers through her flesh. She had a vision of a pale-white flower, shimmering as if seen in darkness, or through water.

Like King Saul, many of us have our own versions of a witch of Endor (1 Sam 28).