Quotes About Dark

In a field. With the moon. And the dark. And the dirt. With your mouth. And just one word: god god god.

If he comes in the dark, then it's KYAG Time! - Harkat Mulds (The Lake of Souls)

The female vampire leaped from the plank and landed beside us. She was dressed in a white shirt and beige pants. She had long, dark hair, tied behind her back. She wasn't especially pretty — she had a hard, weathered face — but after so much time spent staring at ugly, scarred vampires, she looked like a movie star to me.

All of us are born with a set of instinctive fears - of falling, of the dark, of lobsters, of falling on lobsters in the dark, of speaking before a Rotary Club, and of the words Some Assembly Required.

bent down in front of the vent and turned my head, coughing from the dark smoke. A small, red orange fire began to take form. In a flash I grabbed the can of lighter fluid

You must live in peace," he told us. "We are only in this world for a short period of vivid and wonderful waking in an eternity of dreamless dark.

The door opened and Decker was looking down at a small, balding man with a gray beard and wearing dark glasses. He was well into his seventies.

and my signature is drawn in magic marker on the lower right hand corner of the window so when something passes in the dark it's captured for a moment inside my work.

Really good fiction could have as dark a worldview as it wished, but it'd find a way both to depict this world and to illuminate the possibilities for being alive and human in it. [Q&A with Larry McCaffery, Review of Contemporary Fiction , Summer 1993, Vol. 13.2]

just thoroughgoingly nasty and sick.

Full soft he lay his love beside; But dark are the days of wintertide.

Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love too.

All dark and comfortless.

These are the ushers of Martius: before him He carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears. Death, that dark spirit, in's nervy arm doth lie, Which being advanc'd, declines, and then men die.

You wait on nature's mischief. Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold!

War is no strife To the dark house and the detested wife.

An hour before dawn they went down to the cove, following the bubble of the stream and the descending combe, with a glowworm here and there green-lit like a jewel in the dark.

If you felt sorry for every man you murdered, every life you broke in two, every slow and painful harvest you destroyed, every child whose future you stole, madness would throw her noose around your neck and lead you into the dark woods where the rivers are polluted and the birds are silent.

The tiger leapt, and the swallow dipped her wings in dark pools on the other side of the world.

The stars shone with such fears, contained brilliance that it seemed absurd to call the night dark.

All men, forty-ish, dressed in dark suits, clean shaven—stubble against regulation, a firing offense.

You touched my flawed life so gently with love burning upward in dark steady flame burning me, burning me into healing.

everything is so fragile. I feel so lost. I live off secret, radiating, luminous rays that would smother me if I didn't cover them with a heavy cloak of false certainties. God help me: I have no one to guide me and it's dark again.

But she didn't fear the moon because she was more lunar than solar and could see with wide-open eyes in the dark dawns the sinister moon in the sky. So she bathed all over in the lunar rays, as there are others who sunbathed. And was becoming profoundly limpid.