Don’t let me get into your head. I will twist it and alter it until even you won’t recognize yourself. You cannot begin to comprehend the power I possess. I can harm you in any way impossible.

People do terrible things to each other, but it’s worse in the places where everybody is kept in the dark.

We do not believe that light exists in spite of darkness. We believe that light exists because of it.

Don’t think that your first love has to be your only love.

I could never run from the half of me that danced in the dark.

People who understand the dark understand the universe,and therefor they can connect their soul so life can give them the uplifting mystic it has.

Don’t give up because of the dark days. Succeed in spite of them. The dark days make the bright days seem even brighter. So bright you can hardly stand it.

Water. Like a blanket. Dark. Intoxicating. Cold.

A fictional Dystopia is better than a fake Utopia.

O Holy Spirit, descend plentifully into my heart. Enlighten the dark corners of this neglected dwelling and scatter there Thy cheerful beams.

I think Ken should grow some balls and tell Barbie to piss off,” Matt said after Ashley waved an accusing finger in Darren’s (leg-puppy) face, then stomped off to a table beside a window.

I am a dead man alive.

Silence is where my demons lurk, taunting me endlessly day after day until the end of time…yet still I wait, revelling in their company…

When you look on the bright side, you’re acknowledging that there is a dark side at which you are choosing not to gaze. If you think that the darkest hour is before the dawn, you accept that you are moving from darkness to light.

What was dark will always be dark, I know that. Death is still death. Hatred will never be far, in this life.But also, there is light. It is everywhere. It floods this world–the world brims with it. Once, I sat by the Coe and watched a shaft of light come down through the trees, through...

I spend my nights thinking the worstAnd telling myself that everything’s going to work outI keep kicking myself in the mouthOpening up every cut that should be a scar by now

She shook her head, and closed her eyes. I felt her weariness then, and with it, my own. I felt it dark and heavy upon me, darker and heavier than any drug they ever gave me – it seemed heavy as death. I looked at the bed. I have seemed to see our kisses there...

The world has two faces :The day or the bright moment whenwe naturally stay alive (awake).The night or the dark moment whenwe naturally remain dead (sleep).

I’ve always liked the moonless night best. It’s easier to say things in the dark. It’s easier to be yourself.

Dark energy is perhaps the biggest mystery in physics.

You’re not ethnic enough. You’re not fat enough. You’re not thin enough. You’re not blond enough. You’re not dark enough. You’re not young enough. You’re not old enough.

Just one thing worse than the dark, ain’t there? And that’s what’s inside it – the things that call it home …

I take my babies rare, and my virgins over easy.

All men needed to hear their stories told. He was a man, but if he died without telling the story he would be something less than that, an albino cockroach, a louse. The dungeon did not udnerstand the idea of as tory. The dungeon was static, eternal, black and a story needed motion adn tiem...

Nobody should have to choose between a cold heart and a dead heart.

The villains were always ugly in books and movies. Necessarily so, it seemed. Because if they were attractive—if their looks matched their charm and their cunning—they wouldn’t only be dangerous.They would be irresistible.

Unhappiness. There are all kinds of unhappy people in the world. I suppose it would be no exaggeration to say that the world is composed entirely of unhappy people. But those people can fight their unhappiness with society fairly and squarly, and society for its part easily understands and sympathizes with such struggles. My unhappiness...

Wanna make a monster? Take the parts of yourself that make you uncomfortable — your weaknesses, bad thoughts, vanities, and hungers — and pretend they’re across the room. It’s too ugly to be human. It’s too ugly to be you. Children are afraid of the dark because they have nothing real to work with. Adults...

It’s more interesting isn’t it, if I’ve got a hedonistic dark side?

…a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna…

Then sail, my fine lady, on the billowing wave -The water below is as dark as the grave,And maybe you’ll sink in your little blue boat -It’s hope, and hope only, that keeps us afloat

No! Please no,” she feels the cool metalof the handcuffs again. “Please, I’mMadison, I’m Madison!”Her arms lock into place above her head.She jerks her body, pain snapping at hermuscles.”You can stay like this for the day.” Herises from the bed, bends down, andblows out the candles on her birthdaycake. “Night, night, Rosie.””No!”He opens the door,...

There is always that choice, the light or the dark

The day we stop learning is the day we die.

How do I know you’ll keep your word?” asked Coraline.”I swear it,” said the other mother. “I swear it on my own mother’s grave.””Does she have a grave?” asked Coraline.”Oh yes,” said the other mother. “I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back.

The price we paid for the volumes of ourselves that we suffocated in the dark.

The devil depends on a dark secret chance, but God does it now before your own eyes.

I’m elected. I don’t report to any politician. I report to the people. If I had to report to any politician, I’d quit tomorrow. I’m not tall, dark and handsome. They don’t vote for me because I look like a movie star. I can’t get that vote. People keep voting for me because they like...

We live in a dark universe.

I remember the lights turning into blurs of blazing fire. I remember the air-conditioning chilling my arms. The smell of coffee smudging into the smell of eucalyptus.

Your eyes were too intense to stare into for long.

There is a silence so great that I can hear the ice crystals cracking and falling from eyelashes of girls who will never blink again.

In 1957, ‘West Side Story’ had introduced the musical to the reckless dark side of teen-age life; ‘Bye Bye Birdie,’ set in Sweet Apple, Ohio, where the citizens apparently dress mostly in chartreuse, mauve, orange, periwinkle, and turquoise, was a walk on the bright side.

Perfect, complete, needing nothing, simply all there was, was the dark.

Laa shay’a waqi’un moutlaq bale kouloun moumkine’ -the Wisdom of our Creed is revealed through these words – ‘We work in the Dark, to serve the Light. We are Assassins.’ –Machiavelli

i błądząc, w okno uśpioneliśćmi krwawymi się rzucęi wrócę do ciebie czarnym upiorem,na pewno wrócę.

Do you know what it’s like, to hide in the shadows until your soul starts to blend into the darkness?

Ged had neither lost nor won but, naming the shadow of his death with his own name, had made himself whole: a man: who, knowing his whole true self, cannot be used or possessed by any power other than himself, and whose life therefore is lived for life’s sake and never in the service of...

Desperately struggling, kicking down other people.Stealing the stolen, while repeating your reasons over and over.And even so, you aim for the horizon over the hills.That’s why humans are so interesting…

You are not wrong. You fought to protect your world. Isn’t that good enough? After all, justice in this world is just a bunch of principles made by those with power to suit themselves. No one really thinks of others, you will lose everything if you cannot keep up. Only two kinds of people exist...