Dark Quotes - Page 11

The villains were always ugly in books and movies. Necessarily so, it seemed. Because if they were attractive—if their looks matched their charm and their cunning—they wouldn't only be dang

The light is shining on our path.

Lailah Gifty Akita

The darkness is needed for the light to shine

Lailah Gifty Akita

She had come into the garden expecting summer roses and had instead been caught in a bank of twisted, thorny, frostbitten vines.

He gets away with it because he's strong.''This is the story of mankind.''I thought you were going to be a priest at one point.''Yes. But then I read the newspaper.

Christopher Buehlman

The bright the light is, the darker the shadows are.

The world needs great inspirers, to ignite the light in every soul.

Lailah Gifty Akita

So black is my heart for it is buried in the fiery chasm of untameable passion. It beats in the dark recesses of unquenchable thirst for love and desire from which there is no return...

Virginia Alison

Miguel came to my restless mind, as he always did when I slept. Old memories never left me alone.

The only time you've been under me is when I've been inside of you and even then, you're never truly under me. I always remain under you.

Without her, I couldn't live.

Dark is the world’s night without you my love,

Don't starve an instinct with a lie on, Never hit or deceive a wounded lion. He heals faster than you can imagine And hurts even more when in famine.

Ana Claudia Antunes

I bleed passion. I’m not entirely sure what this means but I’m greedy over the words. They’re so full of life. And I really need some life to balance out the desperate allure of the dark.

A fictional Dystopia is better than a fake Utopia.

Robert Friedrich

Pessimism is the key to see what really goes on within our world, the lies and manipulation that circles us all is exposed

Zachary Kroonenburg

our love likestepping on to a planesitting down in a carwalking on unknown land will either take us to where we belongor throw us into darkness

scott mcgoldrick

As he stood in the darkness, his eyes glistened and that’s when I knew my light found its traction.

Dominic Riccitello

I see more light than dark, but when I encounter dark I seem to get lost in it.

Dominic Riccitello

We were one, even in the darkest corner.

Dominic Riccitello

Before that no one thought of us as colored-foreign maybe, exotic and dark, but not colored.

You were born to lead people out of the darkness into light in the power of God. Dare to rise up to this calling! Never stand low for satan to mess up your destiny. You are a pencil in the hands of God!

Israelmore Ayivor

Envy and respect are not the same things...Before I endow you with respect, I should find out whether your curiosity is intellectual or merely morbid. Not that those who gawk at train derailments are so different from those who conduct autopsies; both want, at some level, to know what has happened, and, by extension, what will happen. Did the liver fail because of the decedent's alcoholism or was some toxin administered? If the deliverer is found, he or she may be imprisoned or, in more honest times, hanged, and thus pose no further threat. Or for the gawker at the accident, espying loose parts not unlike his or her own parts strewn amid wreckage may lead to a sense of awe at death's power, or horror at life's fragility, either of which may be instructive in any number of ways.

Christopher Buehlman

Power without compassion is like a giant that blocks the sunlight.

A mind can bleed a heart to death.

What was a little dark, anyway? Just no sun, [Petra] reminded herself as her sneakers pounded toward the opening. Just dark, all three fine, she whispered to herself again and again, spinning the words outward into a mobile in her mind. They floated into dark-three, all-just-fine and then into all-fine, dark-just-three.

The light within us can always identify our mind’s darkness

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

the mind is a treasuretrove, an almanac, a tomb.

The mind was rarely a rational thing when it came to the dark or the unknown.

Hang in. We’ll make it. We all have each other.

My grandfather had been the ugliest, darkest, foulest, most depraved figure of my childhood, more beast than human, and I had grown up to be him, locked in the basement with my secrets as the rest of the family reveled in the petty and ordinary upstairs. Down there, I saw my black, ancient, ineluctable core exposed, like a crab forced out of its shell--dirty, vulnerable, and obscene. For the first time in my life, I was truly alone.

Heritage was everything: it was a golden skeleton key, gleaming with power, able to get the wielder through any number of locked doors; it was the christening of the marriage bed with virgin blood on snow-white sheets; it was the benediction of a pristine pedigree, refined through ages of selective breeding and the occasional mercy culling.It was life, and death, and all that spanned between.It was his birthright.

Lost in the darkness, a light has shine on us.

Lailah Gifty Akita

God liberated us from darkness to walk in the glorious light.

Lailah Gifty Akita

At dawn of light, all darkness disappears.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Alone in the dark, a great light illuminated my path.

Lailah Gifty Akita

May your light shine in the darkness.

Lailah Gifty Akita

In the dark time, a light is shine by a divine force.

Lailah Gifty Akita

If the light within you is greater than the darkness around you, you are a star.

Matshona Dhliwayo

Darkness is an uncomfortable place, but that is where stars are made.

Matshona Dhliwayo

He kissed her, and the magic that had been building up steadily around them exploded, raining down in arcs of silver fire that made her half-remember a prophecy from her d

You are not one of Pentrigrel’s creations. This is not where you belong. He will not keep his word to you. He is concerned only with himself. You cannot condemn yourself to this over Lunette’s fate.

I think the we all drown, in one way or another.

Moïra Fowley-Doyle

I think that we all drown, in one way or another.

Moïra Fowley-Doyle

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

Aimee L. Salter

She made the beast rear its ugly head. Stirred fantasies in my mind I would have never otherwise entertained. Owning her wasn’t enough. Controlling her didn’t douse the inferno blazing inside me.

He’s drowning, suffocating under the weight of my darkness and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

Aimee L. Salter

Cursed the crown that brought such grief to me

J. Leigh Bralick

I wait in fear, as the shadows draw near, spreading over the sky, will I live or die?

When you live on the edge of a cursed forest, you do a lot of staring into the dark.

Wake early, take more!

Julie Elise Landry

I can’t believe it.’ I whispered.‘You can’t let him lure you back in, Felicia. He’s wrong. He’s wrong!’ Vanian pleaded, I could feel the quiver of his magic, the wisps that were fighting against the iron burning into his wrists, I could feel the crackle as it fought in the air, against his emotions, against his pain. I shook my head, was about to speak but Adam grabbed him by the front of his shirt; as if a few more tears and shreds couldn’t go amiss. The tightness of his grip paled the Faerie’s cheeks, caused the blood to trickle down faster, dropping to the floor.‘My wife.’ He yelled, ‘She’s my wife, silverblood.’ With each growl of a syllable he accented it with a punch to Vanian’s face.I couldn’t take much more. I jumped over and pulled at Adam’s shoulders, fingertips driving into the nook of his collarbone, pressing down with as much as I had in me, anything to break his hold. He recoiled and rose his hand to me, at first I flinched but I stopped. He wouldn’t hurt me. He wouldn’t.

Charlotte Munro

And I was your moon because I shined brighter than any other star in your universe and you were my darkness. Without you I could not see the depth of my light and with you I could set the night a glow. So we needed one another—the dark and the light. Your fear. My courage. Connected, but separated. Different, but the same. A synergy that made no sense, but every bit of sense. We were neither a beginning, nor an end. We were somewhere in between our madness at sunset and the reality we awakened to with each sunrise. We were the ghosts of timing and fate. We were neither fantasy, nor reality--- we were a purpose somewhere in between.

Shannon L. Alder

Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

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

Loveis not leaning on each other, adjusting to fit a different size.Loveis simply two hands reached out in the darkness,saying; I’ll be your light, if you’ll be mine.

Charlotte Eriksson

Take a shower. Wash away every trace of yesterday. Of smells. Of weary skin. Get dressed. Make coffee, windows open, the sun shining through. Hold the cup with two hands and notice that you feel the feeling of warmth.   You still feel warmth. Now sit down and get to work. Keep your mind sharp, head on, eyes on the page and if small thoughts of worries fight their ways into your consciousness: threw them off like fires in the night and keep your eyes on the track. Nothing but the task in front of you. Get off your chair in the middle of the day. Put on your shoes and take a long walk on open streets around people. Notice how they’re all walking, in a hurry, or slowly. Smiling, laughing, or eyes straight forward, hurried to get to wherever they’re going. And notice how you’re just one of them. Not more, not less. Find comfort in the way you’re just one in the crowd. Your worries: no more, no less.Go back home. Take the long way just to not pass the liquor store. Don’t buy the cigarettes. Go straight home. Take off your shoes. Wash your hands. Your face. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. It’s still beating. Still fighting. Now get back to work. Work with your mind sharp and eyes focused and if any thoughts of worries or hate or sadness creep their ways around, shake them off like a runner in the night for you own your mind, and you need to tame it. Focus. Keep it sharp on track, nothing but the task in front of you.Work until your eyes are tired and head is heavy, and keep working even after that. Then take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more.  You’re doing just fine. You’re doing fine.I’m doing just fine.

Charlotte Eriksson

It does not matter what religion you are, so long as your conscience guides your words and actions. We are all reflections of God means we are all reflections of his image — which is LIGHT. There is only one God and that is the cosmic heart of the universe — whatever you choose to call him or her. The heart within us is what connects us to God (the heart of the universe). This super basic concept is preached in all religions. God is TRUTH and LIGHT, and only through your conscience do you connect to him. Any person who does not use their conscience is very disconnected from God. Because again, the language of light can only be decoded by the heart.

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