Dark Quotes - Page 7

I didn't know what to say when someone's given you a small free kiss in the dark ...

The dark places will not be instinctively frightening, true, but isn’t it better that children fear boogeymen than pedophiles? Isn’t it better that libraries are filled to the brim with stories and not only words?

An eerie atmosphere leeched from the soot-damaged walls. It was as if the house had died, and yet she felt she belonged here. It was as if the old place wanted to claim her from the grave.

The baby batScreamed out in fright,'Turn on the dark,I'm afraid of the light.

The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins. It always wins because it is everywhere. It is in the wood that burns in your hearth, and in the kettle on the fire; it is under your chair and under your table and under the sheets on your bed. Walk in the midday sun, and the dark is with you, attached to the soles of your feet. The brightest light casts the darkest shadow.

Like most hearts, it was complicated, shaded with dark and dappled with light.

Unhappiness. There are all kinds of unhappy people in the world. I suppose it would be no exaggeration to say that the world is composed entirely of unhappy people. But those people can fight their unhappiness with society fairly and squarly, and society for its part easily understands and sympathizes with such struggles. My unhappiness stemmed entirely from my own vices, and I had no way of fighting anybody.

The dead pull the living down.

Diamonds are proof that the most valuable things are sometimes formed in the dark.

absencelooks like a lake bed flooded with skysounds like cotton howlingtastes like tear-stained pillowssmells like churning bile and burnt hairfeels like screaming agony, my heart dying and dying

My painful memories sift through me like sand through stretched fingers. Only small pieces cling and stay around for me to keep, the rest just disappear. I know not where and I don’t

Insanity is the only real escape from the banality of our lives. - Clara Bayliss

She offered her love to flawed broken souls and in that we found freedom.

The man’s words were as deep and dark as midnight

I amBroken single motherDisconnected loverSlow motion dresserDark secret confessorWhite flag trendProfessional dead end

Just as stars shine brightest in the darkest night, your joy blazes brilliantly through life’s problems when you count them as joy.

Bring a torch, if you've got one. It's as dark as hell and stinks of something far worse than cheese.

He kissed my tears away and whispered sweet words into my ears. Words that he was too afraid to say out loud. He told me I was beautiful. That I was perfect in every way. And that, unconditionally, I was his.

Think of being curled up and floating in a darkness. Even if you could think, even if you had an imagination, would you ever imagine its opposite, this miraculous world the Asian Taoists call the "Ten Thousand Things"? And if the darkness just got darker? And then you were dead? What would you care? How would you eve know the difference?

I want to be your last thought at night, and your first taste at dawn.

Thunder erupted over head as I watched him go. I felt the rain start to hit my head, getting me soaked in an instant. Before he went into his house, he turned back one more time and looked at me with those sad eyes. “Looks like you have your storm.” And then he was gone, leaving me standing out in the rain.

What if you're the angel I sought and me the ghost you loved, and we both knew, we belong to different place.

His fingers caressed the column of my tense throat. I shivered in fear. I hated not being able to see what was happening, it forced me to feel everything.

What's a Dullahan?''He's a headless horseman, in the service of the banshee.''Headless?''Yes.''Seriously?''Yes.''So he has no head?''That's usually what headless means.''No head at all?''You're really getting hung up on this headless thing, aren't you?''It's just kind of silly, even for us.''Yet you spend your days with a living skeleton.''But at least he has a head.''True.''He even has a spare.

In the darkness with no ember, cold coals bear no flaming tinder. All the shadows, man resemble. In the darkness, wise men tremble. Prodigious foes made thee for pointless sake of prosaic power. Visited upon thyself no vestige of vision by late nights hour. In the stillness of normal eve, in longing for the night's reprieve. In air and earth arise a faint and subtle shift, tis follies gift. With tremulous breath, whisper faintly from thy spirits tower. 'Woe to me!', thy soul says. Cometh nigh, The Rez.

I am ugly. I am black inside, rotting and putrid.

Darkness is a prison from which only light escapes.

When in spotlight, you get attention of even those you don't know; When in darkness, you lose your own shadow too

Fear is the dark room in which negatives are developed.

There was murder, there was rape, there were unspeakable practices, and all of them were for the good, the bloody good, the bloody myth, for the grail, for the Tower.

It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage...

To Kalist, Baumauer’s just a timber bridge in need of a good hot fire.

May the Lord deem us from deep gloom to the light.

Now it's the dark's turn to be afraid.

His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close to a vampire,never realized what it would be like to be so near to someone who didn't breathe, who could be as still as any statue. His chest neither rose not fell. Her hands shook.

Tana would sit near the door to the basement with fingers in her ears, tears and snot running down her face as she cried and cried and cried. And little Pearl would toddle up, crying, too. They cried while they ate their cereal, cried while they watched cartoons, and cried themselves to sleep at night, huddled together in Tana's little bed. 'Make her stop' Pearl said, but Tana couldn't.

But you know, as I do, that the storm will passAnd that the implacable sun doesn't simply stopWhen obscured by a dark, pernicious cloud,Which is why I know I'll return to your house-On a Sunday that's there on the calendar-And laugh with you over a glass of grappa.

Hope is the privilege of the weak.

Bah-Bah-black sheep, have you any soul?No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals?

Nothing nice happens to murdered women.

I always welcomed the comforting cloak of night except for the times when I lost something in it.

The heart is the anchor to all things, be it love to hate, or light to dark.

And then,There was a loveShining so bright,That even the darkest partOf our heartsFelt the warmth

I didn’t want the person standing there, beside the bed, to have the same face I’d found so attractive at the airport. But you were there all right: the blue eyes, blondish hair, and tiny scar. Only you didn’t look beautiful this time. Just evil.

The things I've bought from strangers in the dark would curl your hair.

...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...

Please," her shadow begged.tLaughingstock for sure.t"I can't give you what you want," Cam said. "You know that." She had to know that.

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

I wasn’t going to argue with you. Why ever would you think that? I never argue."Lucian smiled at her. She was so small, it amazed him she was such a strong person. "Of course you do not argue. What was I thinking? Go to sleep, honey, and allow my poor body to rest.""I’m already asleep. You’re the one gabbing.

Doubt is a disease that infects the mind creating a mistrust of peoples motives and ones own perceptions. Doubt has the ability to call into questions everything you ever believed about someone and reinforce the darkest suspicions of our inner circle.

I wanted to break you. I never expected you to like it.

When I woke up and the dark wasn't gone yet, and the dark seemed so big, then she sang soft and made the dark small again."That is the best of all things we can do for one another: Make the dark small.

After all, in this world of humans, he was little better than a monster, and what did a monster have to be afraid of in the dark?

The doc showed no hint he had trouble taking lives.

The only thing that will ever be real, is this moment,' I turned to the statue, 'when you made me feel alive, when you made me feel real, when I felt like you really love me. Now? I'm just your monster, Frankie. I will always be a monster.

He belongs to a whorehouse, not in my heart

I could never run from the half of me that danced in the dark.

Future is not dark, future is not bright! Future simply does not exist yet, neither dark nor bright!

If love weighs you downand casts a shadow on your lifethen it isn’t love.Love is light and makes you light.

I’m an artist; I do not destroy, but create scars. And above that, I am an inventor of new ways to create them.