Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may, swell.

A mind can bleed a heart to death.

The day we stop learning is the day we die.

It was quite a beautiful thing, the way we simply just came to be, with no effort or trying and slowly we found each other’s hands in the dark. No chains or promises, just a...

Faith is the light that chases the darkness of doubt away.” el

I know Dark Phoenix is a huge part of the X-Men saga, so I’m assuming they’re at least going to want to touch on it, but I don’t know and I don’t know whether I...

If I am darkness, then I have learned it backwards. Darkness must be in the right, and you my dear, along with nearly all others, have been blindly wandering within the light of the wrong.

It’s not the light that’s attracting me, but the darkness that’s driving me on.

Brian came in heavy at that moment on his guitar, the rapid, high-pitched squeal ranging back and forth as his fingers flew along the frets. As the intro’s tempo grew more rapid, Bekka heard Derek’s...

The brightest light casts the darkest shadow.

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

What he meant, of course, was that there would always be wars, that they were as easy to stop as glaciers. I believe that, too.And even if wars didn’t keep coming like glaciers, there would...

The city was dark except for the building lights that seemed to appear like sores – like bandaids had been ripped off to expose the city’s skin.

There was something delightfully intimate about the relationship between predator and prey.

Strength and victory… What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

Where’s Kraven? Is he stalking me too?”His mouth went tight. “I’m not stalking you.

You’re a Dark One,” said Anton. “All you see in everything is evil, treachery, trickery.””All I do is not close my eyes to them,” Edgar retorted. “And that’s why I don’t trust Zabulon. I distrust...

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...

Why do we fear the dark as unavoidable defeat when it alone is constant, and we’d starve if it stopped watering the lawn of dreams.

She sheltered her colors in the dark, where others were blind to see; I caught a glimpse of her lastly when she gave me a chance, before disappearing into the day. There was beauty locked...

Oh, precious losing streak,you’re too cute for your own good. I try to laugh about itbut my face is made of wood.

Inside us lies every possibility that is available to a sentient being. Every darkness, every light. It is the choices we make that decide who or what we will be.

Baumauer has been lured into the exhausting habit of supplying Kalist with ever more exceptional quality work just to appease him and often survives all day and all evening without food, but Maxwell D. Kalist...

Because, little girl, this is the real world you see, where there’s nolight to shine on false identities. We didn’t destroy the world just to scare; we simply uncovered what was already there. What has...

Suddenly exhausted, she closes her eyes and slips into nightmares again. Graveyards rising out of the ocean. Her friends’ corpses in the light of their burning school. Skeletons ripping open men’s chests and crawling inside....

Tyler was just like any other girl now. She was manipulative and greedy. She was a witch in fucking sexy high heels.

I got bored,” he says. “Besides, you know what’s creepier than walking around your dead brothers’ apartment? Sitting alone in a hearse in front of his apartment.

The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you’re going to see it blink black. That’s the moment to start writing.

Just as there are two sides to every story, there are two sides to every person. One that we reveal to the world and another we keep hidden inside. A duality governed by the balance...

The light lulls you into a false sense of security. But if the dark should come suddenly and silently, you’d stand out like black on night.

Viktor, what?

Confession is good for the soul, they say. I’d imagine this is true. But my sins were too convoluted. And from the little I understand–too damning.

I want to be a guileless rook to discolor the blackness of all crafty human hearts

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,...

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

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...

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

When he sees my pain, the old and new, he pushes me to give it to him. To give in to his need to consume all of it and make it his.

No, they are not.” He kissed her beforepulling back abruptly, willing himself to stop.

Bah-Bah-black sheep, have you any soul?No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals?

He peered into the night-dark windows of the afflicted girls, whispering names and stirring fits into their dreams until their own screams awakened them. The girls concocted fantastic stories of witches and curses and torture...

Don’t be afraid of the dark. Shine!

I need to punish her.You need her. Just her. Nothing else.Ignoring my mind’s voice, I look at my prey. She’s the reason I am the way I am.It’s all her fault.And she’s going to pay.

‘Dark Side of the Moon’ was one of my father’s favorite records, which I obviously didn’t understand when I was young. To be honest, I don’t really have too many memories of hearing it, but...

On the stage Tristen bent over the piano, his fingers swift and sure, his blond hair gleaming under the spotlight. I glanced around at the audience, watching their faces, gratified that they were as captivated...

Baumauer secretly fears Kalist – and Kalist knows it.

In the deepest darkness God tenderly grasps my hand and whispers that darkness is nothing more than a place that He is preparing for the arrival of light.

Berlin’s getting dark before it’s getting late.

Brighten the corner where you are. You don’t blame God for placing you in a dark corner… You rather have to thank him for giving you the light to make it bright!

Her screams spiraled up into the night air