I would write my editorials using a manual typewriter in pitch-black darkness... I would produce the whole thing without having seen the… — Charles Krauthammer Copy Share Image
Black is not a notion. Africa is not a color. Africa is a culture. So you can be pitch black and I… — Jihan El-Tahri Copy Share Image
In dark ages people are best guided by religion, as in a pitch-black night a blind man is the best guide; he… — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
“I like to imagine That when we look upon A pitch black night’s sky And ignorantly label it colorless Is it actually… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“While the crowds ran in fear for their lives, Nofru continued screaming at the sky with all the rage he could summon. … — Mark Henrikson Copy Share Image
The night echoes into my hollow lungs in a way that the morning and afternoon sun would never understand or be able… — Needa Muy Copy Share Image
Everything went pitch-black and the next thing I knew, I was being hurled headfirst out of the room!” “And you didn’t see… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The pitch black, jet coal colored doors were large and heavy as they creaked and groaned when Leah pushed them open, as… — Jill Thrussell Copy Share Image
That said, I, Beck Phillips, take full responsibility for being stuck in m y school's pitch-black venting system with my friend Jason,… — Obert Skye Copy Share Image
And talking about dark! You think dark is just one color, but it ain't. There're five or six kinds of black. Some… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
Coming upon a space that sounds unique and incredible is just the best feeling. Sometimes, it's under a bridge or down a… — Madi Diaz Copy Share Image
“Rachel rubbed her eyes and looked around her. The once jam-packed and crowded train was empty with not a soul in sight.… — Emma Knight Copy Share Image
MY WORLD WAS FILLED WITH PITCH BLACK EMPTY SPACE LIKE THE COLD WHISPERING SILENCE OF THE BLOWING WIND ,UNTIL MY GAZING EYES… — Manuel Veger Copy Share Image
Suddenly the full long wail of a ship's horn surged through the open window and flooded the dim room - a cry… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
From the very very beginning, when everyone thought it was crazy, I was thinking of The Chronicles of Riddick as a trilogy.… — Vin Diesel Copy Share Image
To hike out alone in the desert; to sleep on the valley floor on a night with no moon, in the pitch… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
I did some pretty crazy stuff that I never thought I would do, for the sake of a movie, like surfing in… — Leven Rambin Copy Share Image
Suddenly the full long wail of a ship's horn surged through the open window and flooded the dim room—a cry of boundless,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
His experience, there was darkness everywhere human beings gathered. The way of the world. Perfection was a surface thing. The epidermis. Cut… — Blake Crouch Copy Share Image
London is completely unpredictable when it comes to weather. You'll start a scene, and it's a beautiful morning. You get there at… — David Schwimmer Copy Share Image
It's not nice getting up at 6 am, when it's pitch black and you have to get in a van with 10… — Charlie Austin Copy Share Image
“the train plunges on through the pitch-black night I never knew I liked the night pitch-black sparks fly from the engine I… — Nazim Hikmet Copy Share Image
How hard is hitting? You ever walk into a pitch-black room full of furniture that you've never been in before and try… — Ted Kluszewski Copy Share Image
With stage, you feel completely like you're just in a bubble. I love not being able to see anything. I love coming… — Bill Nighy Copy Share Image
I think the thing that impressed me the most was the Lunar's sunrises and sunsets. These in particular bring out the stark… — William Anders Copy Share Image
“The living room was pitch black – too dark to see anyone moving about. Still they heard the floor boards creak. Someone… — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
With this blistering salvo of poetic gutshots Lawson has proven himself Bizarro’s true bard, its mad laureate. Switching from dark whimsy to… — Jeremy Robert Johnson Copy Share Image
“On a pitch black, starless night, a solitary man was trudging along the main road from Marchiennes to Montsou, ten kilometres of… — Émile Zola Copy Share Image
I am the corner of the circles. I am the shadow when it's pitch black. I am the words for the mute,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
