Darkness Quote by Nick Cutter Download Open image ““MICAH HENRY SHUGHRUE awoke into a darkness so thick it was like all nights folded together. He”” — Nick Cutter ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Darkness
“He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he… — Alex London Copy Share Image
“When he had gone, I lay in bed for a long time, listening to the voices of the choir at evensong. Outside, the darkness… — Jonathan Aycliffe Copy Share Image
“Another pair of hands joined us, but I was so completely submerged into myself that I might as well have closed my eyes and disappeared in the dark. In here, nothing could touch me. In here, Henry was everywhere. In here, it was winter again, and we curled up together underneath the down comforter in the Underworld as the hours… — Aimee Carter Copy Share
“Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light.” — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep - He hath awakened from the dream of life” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“He rolled in his bed, twisting the sheets, grappling with a problem years too big for him, awake in the night like a single… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Later I stirred again, knowing the night was passing, but unwilling to wake fully lest this fair vision be lost forever. There was an… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
“He woke up frozen stiff. A cold dawn was lighting up the peaks on the other side of the valley, making them shine like… — Stephen Deas Copy Share Image
“Sleep looked so much like death, he saw. Every night people perished, if but for a moment. The cryopods and this hopping through the… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“…then he sat on his bed and for a fraction of a second the shadows retreated and he had a fleeting glimpse of reality.… — Roberto Bolaño Copy Share Image
“And the king could find no sleep. Not then, not now, and still he waits to this day in a shell of spent flesh...… — C.M. Hayden Copy Share Image
“His fear was whetted to such a fine edge that he could actually feel it now: a disembodied ball of baby fingers inside his… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“Light travels at 299,792,458 meters per second. And still, it takes a billion years to get here. That’s how big the universe is. It’s… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“It must be the hardest thing in the world, caring for someone. Trying to make sure that person doesn’t come to harm.” — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“The man looked worse in the lamplight. His skin washed of pigment. Tim’s mind conjured a weird image: the last few sips at the… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“Your child doesn’t owe you loyalty or obedience. You owe your child love and understanding, owe it unconditionally, and if you love them strongly… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“The detritus of animal and plant life that had died miles above. It fell steadily through each zone of the ocean, down and down,… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“He couldn't get a grip on his sudden fear: it slipped through the safety bars of his mind and threaded—wormed—into the shadowy pockets where… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“Life was too damn tough on its own terms to go depriving yourself further.” — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“Have you ever heard a newborn cry as it awakes from a nightmare?” the Long Walker asked. Petty was too stunned by its question to reply. “A newborn, only a few days old,” it went on. “They have nightmares, but not as you would understand. Their minds are unformed, as was your own at that age. A newborn baby can… — Nick Cutter Copy Share
“That's part of being human, right? Part of being any living thing. You hold on to life until it gets ripped away from you.… — Nick Cutter Copy Share Image
“Ebenezer was unsure that human minds were built to cope with any of . . . of what happened down there. He felt no shame thinking that, either, as he did not believe humans were built to come to grips with anything that existed beyond their conventional means of reckoning. When humans experience something that challenges their fundamental belief of the world—its reasonableness,… — Nick Cutter Copy Share
“Narrative cannot sustain formlessness any more than light can sustain darkness - it is the antithesis of formlessness, and so it can never truly communicate it. Chaos is the one truth that narrative must always betray, for in the creation of its delicate structures that reveal many truths about life, the portion of truth that has to do with incoherence… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share
“Wait here, wait here!" he cried and jumped up and began to run for help toward a cluster of lights he saw in the distance ahead of him. "Help, help!" he shouted, but his voice was thin, scarcely a thread of sound. The lights drifted farther away the faster he ran and his feet moved numbly as if they carried… — Flannery O'Connor Copy Share
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 twice your size who wants to pound you into the earth - it feels as if you're being injected with darkness. It's like black water as cold as ice settling in your body where your blood… — Alexander Gordon Smith Copy Share
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 means to be human, to have the darkness just as much as the light- that in fact the dark parts make the light visible; without them, the light would disappear. But I guess he has to… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“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