Darkness Quote by Neil Gaiman Download Open image “There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife.” — Neil Gaiman ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Darkness Hands Knives
“There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife. The knife had a handle of polished black bone, and a blade… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Where d'you get the knife?" He wished he had one. "He gave it to me." There was a crumpled shape in the shadows by… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“I rubbed my thumb against the handle of the knife that no longer set me free from reality, but instead kept me from reality.” — Tiffany Lovering Copy Share Image
Darkness had fallen upon everything for him; but just because of this darkness he felt that the one guiding clue in the darkness was… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“There was blood on the painted feet, as though the thing had dripped--blood even on the hand that had not held the knife.” — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
Dare to reach out your hand into the darkness, to pull another hand into the light. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She wagged her finger. "Knife, too." He glanced at his ankle in mock surprise. "Oh, this isn't one of those killing knives. This one's… — Edward W. Robertson Copy Share Image
“I had my knife in hand before I realized I'd reached for it and had kicked open the...front door before it ever occurred to… — Jennifer Lynn Barnes Copy Share Image
“You see, it’s the slow knife…the knife that takes its time, the knife that waits years without forgetting, then slips between the bones. That’s… — Greg Cox Copy Share Image
“People talk about books that write themselves, and it's a lie. Books don't write themselves. It takes thought and research and a backache and… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Like all sentient beings, Fat Charlie had a weirdness quotient. For some days the needle had been over in the red, occasionally banging jerkily… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Shadow crawled across the floor to the yellow foam-rubber pad and climbed onto it, pulling the thin blanket over himself, and closed his eyes,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“[T]hey could not help being amused every time another little human believed itself the center of its world, as each of us does.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You need more than a beginning if you're going to start a book. If all you have is a beginning, then once you've written… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
You can tell the date of an old science fiction novel by every word on the page. Nothing dates harder and faster and more… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“They were spells, spelled with words to make worlds, waiting for me, in the pages of books.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
Finish what you're writing. Whatever you have to do to finish it, finish it. — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Narrative cannot sustain formlessness any more than light can sustain darkness - it is the antithesis of formlessness, and so it can never truly… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
“Wait here, wait here!" he cried and jumped up and began to run for help toward a cluster of lights he saw in the… — Flannery O'Connor Copy Share Image
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us… — Horace Copy Share Image
When you're scared - and I mean really scared, not just hearing a noise in the night, or standing toe to toe with someone… — Alexander Gordon Smith Copy Share Image
Clear moments are so short. There is much more darkness. More ocean than terra firma. More shadow than form. — Adam Zagajewski Copy Share Image
I even see the cinema itself as a woman, with its alternation of light and darkness, of appearing and disappearing images — Federico Fellini Copy Share Image
I guess he'll have to figure out someday that he is supposed to have this dark side, that it is part of what it… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“I promise to respect and protect your aloneness, knowing that everything created must have its period of darkness: child and bulb, poem and personality.… — anne morrow lindbergh Copy Share Image
“What does he look like? The question was soft- tentative. I knew who he meant. I interlaced my fingers through Rhysand's and squeezed tightly.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
