“He looked back at the stairs. The man he had stabbed wasn’t moving. His dark skin had taken on the gray pallor… — Andrew Warren Copy Share Image
“He leveled his eyes at mine through the darkness. “You asked me before if I could take away your memories. I can,… — Angela B. Wade Copy Share Image
I believe that it would be almost impossible to find anywhere in America a black man who has lived further down in… — Malcolm X Copy Share Image
“He read it over twenty times and though the darkness that sang on held steady about him, the unhurried words fell bright… — Elizabeth Spencer Copy Share Image
“I've seen enough death." A single angel rose in the darkness from the circle they'd formed around the Qayom Malak . "If… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
“In the depth a light will grow, A silver shine no shadows know, Like wings unfolding in the sky, That circle 'round… — Robert Fanney Copy Share Image
A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible… — John Milton Copy Share Image
“some of that darkness stayed inside me. I barely recognized it at the time, but it would grow into a heavy shadow,… — Shawn Smucker Copy Share Image
“everyone has a capacity for evil. And we’ve all seen it, and done it, even if we think we haven’t—there’s the slight… — Jacqueline Winspear Copy Share Image
“The rain started a few minutes later, a fine mist at first, growing more steady as the miles flew by. The Mercedes… — Janet Evanovich Copy Share Image
“The last footfall dies into silence. The stillness tingles with the aftermath of noise. All around stand the new cornstacks, unfamiliar shadows,… — Adrian Bell Copy Share Image
“The combination of our mortality with our groundlessness imparts to human life its pressing and enigmatic character. We struggle to in our… — Roberto Mangabeira Unger Copy Share Image
None of us can ever save himself; we are the instruments of one another’s salvation, and only by the hope that we… — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
The clouds were drifting over the moon at their giddiest speed, at one time wholly obscuring her, at another, suffering her to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The sculptor must paint with his chisel; half his touches are not to realize, but to put power into, the form. They… — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
“A shadow of self-doubt had been cast over my thoughts and emotions when I turned my attention away from God’s perspective and… — Renee Swope Copy Share Image
“Someone put opera on inside the house. Someone changed it to hip-hop, thank God. Someone started a shower. Someone vacuumed. Again. Life.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
May we feel after Thee; still calling out in the darkness, as children waking in the night call "Father," so may we… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
The fact is that the more we take flight upward [to God], the more our words are confined to the ideas we… — Pope Dionysius Copy Share Image
“A beetle will chase after an opening of light, while a cockroach will scatter at a crack of it. How are we… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
l am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. So it is, and so it will… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“What was he doing during the trip? What was he thinking about? As he had during the morning, he watched the trees… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. He felt… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“When darkness comes and eats the light, bury your fears on sorry night. Because in the winter's darkest hours, comes the feasting… — Simon Holt Copy Share Image
“Thick black smoke disappears into the darkness of night, blotting out patches of stars. Somewhere up there, higher than his world and… — Lauren DeStefano Copy Share Image
“Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead… — Jeff VanderMeer Copy Share Image
“If I shut my eyes it returns: the evocation of a whole wood, a whole world of wood-darkness and flowers and birds… — H.E. Bates Copy Share Image
“Terror came. I would fall into a slumber of days, and getting up would go on with the same sad dreams. I… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
“The sun rises in the east every morning and falls in the west, Ayden. Darknesses are awaken and fate is tested, destinies… — Nadège Richards Copy Share Image
You are a 64-track recording - the tracks are always there, they're always with you. Sometimes the harsh tracks are cranked up… — RZA Copy Share Image
Haunted Gulp down your wine, old friends of mine, Roar through the darkness, stamp and sing And lay ghost hands on everything,… — Robert Graves Copy Share Image
Brighter days is what shines ahead, the past you leave behind and the future lies ahead, all the struggles and dark times,… — Shayne Martin Copy Share Image
Forgotten tones of love recur to us, and kind glances shine out of the past--oh so bright and clear!--oh so longed after!--because… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
For fear, real fear such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face… — Yann Martel Copy Share Image
“The paranormal world is a much more desired realm. There’s no limit to possibilities, no comparison to probabilities, no concept of actualities.… — Rachel A. Olson Copy Share Image
If I could tell the world just one thing It would be that we're all OK And not to worry 'cause worry… — Jewel Copy Share Image
Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map. And knew that somehow I could find my way… — Florence And The Machine Copy Share Image
I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image