Quotes About Darkness

of good confronting evil, of light overcoming darkness, of love transcending hate." He tilted his head. "Isn't that where all faith begins?

But a sick feeling had settled into me, as I looked on this darkling house, with all of its stinking lust and fear, all of its horrid hate worn openly upon it to my Sight, like a mantle of flayed human skin on the shoulders of a pretty girl with gorgeous hair, luscious lips, sunken eyes, and rotting teeth. It repulsed me and it made me afraid.

There are people who love you, Faith. Or who one day will. Even if you can't see them beside you, right here, right now, they're out there. But if you let the dark get into your eyes, you might never find them. So it's best to keep a little light with you, along the way.

That's why black magic is so easy—it comes from lust, from fear and anger, from things that are easy to feed and make grow.

My magic. That was at the heart of me. It was a manifestation of what I believed, what I lived. It came from my desire to see to it that someone stood between the darkness and the people it would devour. It came from my love of a good steak, from the way I would sometimes cry at a good movie or a moving symphony. From my life. From the hope that I could make things better for someone else, if not always for me.

These evil freaks," Karrin said. "They always pick the most charming places to hang out.

Monsters are born of pain and grief and loss and anger. Your heart is full of them.

Apocalypses always kick off at the witching hour.

Así que vamos a entrar en un laberinto de antiguos túneles oscuros y putrefactos, llenos de monstruos y criaturas malignas. Asentí. - Y puede que haya también algo de radiactividad.

The net result of it was that some streets were bright with the headlights of military trucks and patrolled by National Guardsmen, and some of them were as black and empty as a crooked politician's heart.

Have you ever felt despair, absolute hopelessness? Have you ever stood in the darkness and known deep in your heart, in your spirit, that it was never, ever going to get better? That something had been lost forever and that it wasn't coming back?

Blood was their art. Screams were their music. Horror was their faith.

Relationships hadn't ever really worked for me. I think it's had something to do with all the demons, ghosts, and human sacrifice.

and scanned the darkness, but saw nothing. "Discretion is the better part of not getting exsanguinated," I said.

Apocalypses always kick off at the witching hour. That's something you know now.

Human sacrifice," the skull chirped brightly. "The slaughter of an innocent.

After that, my whole body felt deliciously warm, monstrously tired, and the sleep that had evaded me seemed, finally, to be within reach. It got dark. It got quiet. And I realized that I was all by myself. Die alone, whispered a bitter, hateful old man's voice.

I could give you peace. Imagine closing your eyes with no worries, no pain, no fears, no regrets, no appetites, and no guilt. Only quiet and darkness and stillness and my flesh against yours.

She staggered forward screaming and sobbing, bearing the torch aloft and certain that death was there for her, breathing softly, black wings rustling like those of the crows that waited, waited somewhere in the predawn darkness to sweep down on the eyes of the dead.

terrified. What it does to you to see the power of darkness

That was black magic, and it was easy to use. Easy and fun. Like Legos.

Then you know that Sam was the true hero of the tale," Sanya said. "That he faced far greater and more terrible foes than he ever should have had to face, and did so with courage. That he went alone into a black and terrible land, stormed a dark fortress, and resisted the most terrible temptation of his world for the sake of the friend he loved. That in the end, it was his actions and his actions alone that made it possible for light to overcome darkness.

An apocalypse, by its nature, is kind of doomy and gloomy.

Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.