Quotes About Darkness

The Afghan sky, under which the most beautiful idylls on earth were woven, grew suddenly dark with armored predators; its azure limpidity was streaked with powder trails, and the terrified swallows dispersed under a barrage of missiles. War had arrived. In fact, it had just found itself a homeland...

I suppose that in a dark room, even a dim bulb feels bright.

Why does it always feel like I'm standing on the edge of some kind of big, black pit?" "There are a lot of pits," Donovan said. "The most interesting lives are lived walking around the rims.

It wasn't so much the fear of Los Escorpiones as the fact he could not see them. He could not hear them. He felt them like prickles of ice walking on spider feet over his skin. He sensed them in the hairs at the nape of his neck. He tasted the fear of those surrounding him, and an answering…something…in the darkness.

before two a.m.

By this time it was well past midnight. You know how that is. It's a time when you start asking questions about things that in the light of day you wouldn't consider twice. It's a time … well, we both know how that goes, in the dark hour.

My skull connects with a hard, flat thing I think is the wet asphalt pavement of the parking lot, but turns out to be a bolt of greasy lightning that knocks me off a high wall into a deep, wet place that covers me up tight under a blue-black blanket of blankness…

Yours, O Lord, is the day, Yours also is the night; cover our sins with Your mercy as You cover the earth with darkness; and grant that the Son of Righteousness may always shine in our hearts, to chase away the darkness of all evil thoughts; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. —ANONYMOUS

Wherever the truth lies, in order to eliminate flicker, the rotating shutter within the projector has to allow each image to be flashed upon the screen twice. Thus, whenever we watch a movie, we spend half the time gazing at an optical illusion and the other half sitting in the dark in front of a blank screen.

It's a big black bloody world full of a million black and bloody hells, and when those hells collide it's time for us to sit up and take fucking notice.

The Byline Boy at last, brining more death to the house of the dead.

I longed for the day when her soul would be taken into the depths of hell

Als de hemel donker wordt met zwarte donderwolken, de grote bomen zwaaien in de wind, de pauwen zingen, hunker ik ernaar terug te rennen naar Gir.

My destiny is to create more consciousness. The sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being. —Jung

The pillar of cloud moved from in front to the rear of them. It comes between the two camps, Egypt and Israel; a spell of darkness is cast, the two lose touch through the night.

Superheroes are supposedly great beings who rise to help humanity through its darkest hours. Who needs these preposterous figures? They are just the continuation of messianism by other means. Humanity needs to help itself and stop looking to fantasy beings to help it out. You will never resolve your problems while you are expecting a deus ex machina to bail you out.

The light of love shines " in the darkness" (John 1:5), in suffering, in confusion, in all that we will never understand. Love makes darkness itself shine. This opens altogether new possibilities for dealing creatively with the shadow side of reality. Words can only serve as pointers; we must put this to the test in our own dark hours. Those who have done so, those who have suffered lovingly, have discovered the transformative power of love.

The city was still known for its enchantments, but it would soon become notorious for its terrors.

Displaced by darkness, you lie flat on your back, putting the world behind you, and stare at the moon, the embarrassing moon, with nothing to offer it, no ebb or flow, no wolfish transformations except this lunacy you keep to yourself

As Twilight Towers was set on the edge of the moors, streetlamps were few and far between.

Vampires, real vampires, didn't nibble on the necks of nubile young virgins. They tore people to pieces and sucked the blood out of the chunks.

You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you. — David Whyte, "Sweet Darkness," Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems , eds. Phyllis Cole-Dai & Ruby R. Wilson (Grayson Books, 2017)

Those who will not slip beneath the still surface on the well of grief, turning down through its black water to the place we cannot breathe, will never know the source from which we drink, the secret water, cold and clear, nor find in the darkness glimmering, the small round coins, thrown by those who wished for something else.

You must learn one thing: the world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you." ? David Whyte