What magicians we are, turning darkness into light, transforming invisible atoms into dazzling theater of the world, pulling objects, (people as well… — Jane Roberts Copy Share Image
“Onward, and up, and up again, until the impossible was achieved, all barriers were broken, all pains conquered, all abilities possessed. Until… — Gordon R. Dickson Copy Share Image
“The world is constructed of pairs. The sky overhead and the depths of the earth. Light and dark. It originates from either… — Aki Copy Share Image
“She would fold herself around him to protect him. She would drink out all the darkness from him and pour out all… — Emily Henry Copy Share Image
The city is always recruited from the country. The men in cities who are the centres of energy, the driving-wheels of trade,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Lexi stepped from the darkness. She wore a skin-tight black leather jacket, black leather pants that might have been painted on, and… — Giselle Fox Copy Share Image
I prefer the night to the day and always stay up very late. Darkness is more peaceful, and I don't like sunshine… — Martin Millar Copy Share Image
“Gosto de imaginar que não é a decadência que nos mata mas a obscuridade que nos conduz até ela como uma íman.… — Victor Eustáquio Copy Share Image
“The darkness is not so empty as you imagine. Think of attending a party at night, in a house brightly lit with… — Galen Beckett Copy Share Image
As all nocturnal creatures, I have a tendency to wander about during the night, embracing and relishing in its mysteriousness, unexplained sounds,… — Barbara Harbach Copy Share Image
“We don't know what's going on here. If these tremendous events are random combinations of matter run amok, the yield of millions… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“The man towered over her five-foot-four-inch frame by a good ten inches. He was big, dark and deadly-looking, with piercing ebony eyes… — Beverly Barton Copy Share Image
I realized up there that our planet is not infinite. It's fragile. That may not be obvious to a lot of folks,… — Alan Shepard Copy Share Image
Thousands of men breathe, move, and live; pass off the stage of life and are heard of no more. Why? They did… — Thomas Chalmers Copy Share Image
We are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns burst from the darkness, from the grasping… — Dave Eggers Copy Share Image
“The girl's the Michelangelo of torture. She'd paint the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel with a scalpel.She is so ruthlessly skilled, she'll… — Morgan Chalfant Copy Share Image
“The past gathered out of the darkness where it stayed, and the dead raised themselves to live before him; and the past… — John Williams Copy Share Image
“We can, each of us, be likened to houses made entirely of colorfully stained-glass. They sparkle and shine when the sun is… — Raymond D. Longoria Jr Copy Share Image
If you want to know the Correct term for me, I'm a Dark-Hunter." Nick digested that word slowly. "Which means what? You… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
“I came to regard my body in a new light. For the first time I apprehended the little mounds on my chest… — Lionel Shriver Copy Share Image
“Moreover to light a fire is the instinctive and resistant act of man when, at the winter ingress, the curfew is sounded… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
A man who finds himself among others is irritated because he does not know why he is not one of the others.… — Georges Bataille Copy Share Image
Night. Heavenly delicious sweet night of the desert that calls all of us to love her. The night is our comfort with… — Leslie Marmon Silko Copy Share Image
War and tooth enameled salted lemon childhoods All colors run, none of us solid Don't look for shadow behind me I carry… — Suheir Hammad Copy Share Image
Many a reformer perishes in his removal of rubbish,--and that makes the offensiveness of the class. They are partial; they are notequal… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“When I got home, I seemed in a dream. My windows looked upon hers; I remained all the day looking at them,… — Hain Friswell Copy Share Image
There is nothing to fear except the persistent refusal to find out the truth, the persistent refusal to analyze the causes of… — Dorothy Thompson Copy Share Image
A man is like a two-story house. The first floor is equipped with an entrance and a living room. On the second… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“People often say “Just look for the silver lining.” But what do you say to the person surrounded by fog? They don’t… — Sadie Turner Copy Share Image
“Across the sky I will come for you If you ask me to Demystify Your uncommon dreams Stranger things have come true… — Emilie Autumn Copy Share Image
No one in the final analysis really fails to become a Christian because of lack of arguments; he fails to become a… — William Lane Craig Copy Share Image
“I am the contrast. I am forever the crack in the window that lets the winter in. I am forever the moment… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again. Only no… — Mark Danielewski Copy Share Image
“She went and stood at an open window and looked out upon the deep tangle of the garden below. All the mystery… — Kate Chopin Copy Share Image
Censoring books that deal with difficult, adolescent issues does not protect anybody. Quite the opposite. It leaves kids in the darkness and… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“Slowly the heat from his body chased the chill from hers. Loretta’s eyelids grew heavy. The wind whispering in the treetops seemed… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“The moonlight rained down on the beach as if to shine a spotlight on my solitude, and I wanted to cry out… — Rachael Wade Copy Share Image
“First, all I could see was this beautiful face, this beautiful girl's face; like a white, slightly luminous mask, swimming detachedly against… — Cornell Woolrich Copy Share Image
“It had grown cold in the night but he was numb with other weathers. An equinox in the heart, ill change, unluck.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Sleeping is much safer than the nightmare I’m living. When I sleep I feel nothing and I do nothing and I see… — Shannon M Mullen Copy Share Image