darkness

She could never understand why creatures of darkness had the slightest interest in spineless human girls.

It__ so dark - as if all the lights are just there to make the other places seem darker.

Somehow I'd still managed to go all retarded at the sight of some handsome asshole with a nice smile.

Acceptance is the key to finding where my truth lies in the darkness.

There is no darkness when I go to sleep; the wicked, as they say, never truly rest. I see blinding flashes of desperate arms reaching out, I hear cries for help over the crackling of burning wood, the ashen remains and the gut-wrenching smell of charred bodies.

But I know too that if we ever make a world without shadow, if the chemists and scientists and psychologists succeed in abolishing fear, pain, loneliness, death, some of us will find life so intolerable we will probably blow out our brains out of sheer boredom.

Life's markers are never just for one moment in time. Every event holds a key. Each builds upon the other and becomes an indicator towards a higher purpose.

The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us. It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear.

What did I fear, and why? _ I, to whom the night had beena more familiar facethan that of man __, in whom that element of hereditary superstition from which none of us is altogether free had given to solitude and darkness and silence only a more alluring interest and charm!

...then the rushing Pequod, freighted with savages, and laden with fire, and burning a corpse, and plunging into that blackness of darkness, seemed the material counterpart of her monomaniac commander's soul.

It__ only through the degradation of the soul that you can know who you really are; when all else is stripped away, leaving you bare._ Somehow, his black eyes darkened, the venom in his words more deadly than a viper__ bite. __et me degrade you, Katherine.

I am lost in my world,invisible - unknown.Moon please lend meyour light that someonewill me see me.

... only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane...

Ideology is the light that creates darkness.

All my life,I've been afraid of things, as a child and a woman must be. I lied about it naturally. I fancied myself a witch and walked in dark streets to punish myself for my doubts. But I knew what it meant to be afraid.And now, in this darkness, I fear nothing. If you were to leave me here, I would feel nothing. I would walk as I am walking now. As a man, you can't know what I mean by what I say.You can't know a woman's vulnerability. You can't know the sense of power that belongs to me now.

Darkness uses light as bait on its fishhook!

I reached for her through the darkness, but she was gone. Like dominoes folding over, the rest of the mirrors collapsed down on top of me. The impact caused the world around me to vanish.

Edgar Allan Poe__ writings showed me perfectly that there can be such fragile beauty and purity located in darkness and sorrow.