Quotes About Dark

A man doesn't put on a mask unless he's got some dark work in mind.

Where d'you get the knife?" He wished he had one. "He gave it to me." There was a crumpled shape in the shadows by the wall, the matting all around soaked with dark blood. "This way.

She smiled up at him. 'The edge of dark. I love the way you say things here.' 'It's just talk to folks up here.' 'I suppose so, but to my ears it sounds poetic.

Fate sits on these dark battlements and frowns,And as the portal opens to receive me,A voice in hollow murmurs through the courtsTells of a nameless deed.

That is why we love this city – Dark and stern, and full of water, And we love our separations, And brief moments when we meet.

I was born not late and not early, This time is blessed and meet, Only God did not allow a heart To live long without deceit. And from this it is dark in the light room, And from this do the friends I've sought, Like the sorrowful birds of evening, Sing of love that was not.

Unholy delight lit Giles's dark face to flashing brilliance. She realized that while he mightn't be handsome, he was breathtakingly attractive and brimming with potent masculinity more powerful than mere good looks.

A hint of triumph lit the girl's face, made her dark beauty blaze like a torch. "My sister is beyond your reach, Mr. Merrick." "You're not." He flavored his smile with menace.

I received the grace of shadows. The grace of remaining in the dark. - From A Nest of Quiet: A Notebook

Something in her demanded victimization and terror, so she corrupted my dreams, led me into dark places I had no wish to explore. It was no longer clear to me which of us was the victim. Perhaps we were victims of one another.

Here Naples was not bathed by the sea. I was sure that no one had ever seen this place or remembered it. In this dark pit only the fire of sexuality burned bright under an eerie black sky.

Everything I had read in the fields of fiction and science led me to a single, dark conclusion. Humans are screwed, and so is our planet.

Life journeys. On the way, you are influenced by others, helped by others, harmed by others. Some things happen because you have earned them. And some things happen because cruelty flickers through the dark currents and rises up without warning; causing harm, causing pain, causing tragedies that can devastate one person or and entire village.

Life journeys. On the way, you are influenced by others, helped by others, harmed by others. Some things happen because you have earned them. And some things happen because cruelty flickers through the dark currents and rises up without warning; causing harm, causing pain, causing tragedies that can devastate one person or an entire village.

Four of the roses were on fire. They stood up straight and pure on the stalk, gripping the dark like prophets and howling colossal intimacies from the back of their fused throats. - XXVII. MITWELT

When they made love Geryon liked to touch in slow succession each of the bones of Herakles' back as it arched away from him into who knows what dark dream of its own, running both hands all the way down from the base of the neck to the end of the spine which he can cause to shiver like a root in the rain.

The duke's eyes were dark, but there was a glaze there. Pride in his dark son.

All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling. And I, in my bed each night, listen to my twenty shoes converse about it. And the moon, under its dark hood, falls out of the sky each night, with its hungry red mouth to suck at my scars.

Soon there were grown-ups scattered all across the grass. In the dark, they looked like laundry. "Now," said Bean in a loud voice. "Look up into the sky. Smell how nice the grass is. Listen to the trees. And just rest. Don't talk. Don't do anything. And don't worry. You're totally safe.

I have any number of completely dark obsessions and fascinations, and none of this was present in my profile or my growing profile as a writer.

My dark sound could be heard across a room clearer than somebody with a reedy sound. It had more projection. My sound always seemed to fill a room.

As soon as I go into a dark subject, like discussing the people I've loved and lost, I off-road into absurdist comedy perversion. It's both a means of protection and a kind of denial, a blessing and a curse. Wait, it's not a blessing at all. I guess it would be a bad habit and a curse.

That's not part of me that I have to do something dark to prove to people that I'm an actor. The fuel for me is the laugh. Maybe later I'll want to show people the darker side... But right now, I'm having too much fan making people laugh. And it really makes me feel good.

She sings a dark destructive song.