Quotes About Dark

After that there was silence for a while, only the sound of the shovel biting into the earth and the hissing splatter of the loose dirt. They stood him up, his back to the well. In the dark, desperate sky, just above the scalloped line the treetops made, three stars formed a pleading little constellation. No one looked at them, no one cared. This was the time for death, not the time for mercy. ("The Number's Up")

It's just some instinct as old as fear: you seek the dark when you hide, you seek the light when the need to hide is gone. All the animals have it too. ("New York Blues")

Dark and drear, fear and weep Are the spots where the Goobleys crawl and keep And their minds are small if they have them at all And their eyes are BIG!!!

Now it was over, done; he was at last free. Yet with freedom came fear, a vague, whispering thing that haunted him now. Never in his life had you been without a goal, and now that he was suddenly the future was dark its features and perceivable. A vast void beyond wide before him.

An angel and a beast. Luke laughed. Who would have thought it? I fucking did. And that's why he was the Lord of the Dark.

But there is nothing in me, just fear, nothing but the running of dark waves.

But there is nothing in me, just fear, nothing but the running of dark waves. I am the wind that blows and dies out in dark waters, I am the wind going and not returning, a milkweed pollen on the black meadows of the world.

Clear Moon' is more... clear I guess! It's more round-sounding and it's slightly gentler. 'Ocean Roar' is more challenging and weird and darker and heavier - the idea was for it to feel like a thick fog laying on your head, versus a clear sky with the moon in it.

I have quite dark skin, and when I had my son, I suffered quite bad pigmentation; I had dark patches on my face. Everyone said it would go, but it would take a very long time for them to even slightly disappear.

Theater people say you are either a comedian or a tragedian, and I'm a tragedian. And the vexing, dark characters, the ones where I don't understand their pain or their anguish, they are the characters that appeal to me.

I like simple clothes, but sometimes I'll go for a goth-witch vibe.

The hero of 'Dark Powers' can touch murder victims and read their last memories.

I got into Dio when I was still quite young. I remember seeing the video for 'Rainbow In The Dark' on MTV. That was my first taste of Dio. It wasn't until years later that I realized he had this whole career with Rainbow and Black Sabbath and even going back to Elf. When I saw that video, it instantly became one of my favorite songs.

The guys from Atari that are making the next Alone in the Dark game came and we had a great meeting. I'd love to do that. I'm a fan of videogames. I like them. And to get to be part of one of them would be a fun and exciting thing.

His low, dark voice curled in her ear. "There's a saying we have about whisky: Slow fire makes sweet malt.

Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an ass," came Lillian's murmur. Low-spoken as the words were, it appeared that Westcliff had heard. His dark head whipped around, and he met Lillian's deliberately innocent expression with a threatening scowl. "As for you-" "We're all agreed, then," Simon interrupted, preventing what surely would have evolved into a prolonged argument.

He looked up at her, a spill of black silk falling down to his eyes. He was so vibrant, so dark and beautiful, his skin like polished rosewood.

Love was about seeing through to the truth of a person, and accepting all their shades of light and dark. Love was an ability.

Ordinary matter's interaction with electromagnetic radiation is responsible for this collapse. An important distinction between ordinary matter and dark matter is that ordinary matter can radiate.

My husband says spring will be early. He says this every year, And every year I disagree. He needs me, the dark side of the planetary equation. Together we make the equinox.

Moonlight and high wind. Dark poplars toss, insinuate the sea.

For in the night, unseen, a single warrior, In sombre harness mailed, Dreaded of man, and surnamed the Destroyer, The rampart wall has scaled. He passed into the chamber of the sleeper, The dark and silent room, And as he entered, darker grew, and deeper, The silence and the gloom.

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore.

Those cries can be heard through the thickest walls. They can cut through concrete and skin and reach deep into the dark parts of a lost boy's soul. They are cries that change the course of a life, that trample innocence and snuff out goodness.