Insanity is the only real escape from the banality of our lives. – Clara Bayliss

But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of...

HEARTWORKEach day is born with a sunriseand ends in a sunset, the same way weopen our eyes to see the light, and close them to hear the dark.You have no control overhow your story begins...

The difference in our potential as angels or demons is the effect of time on the decisions we make.

He’ll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he’d been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now,...

for we all have our own twilights and mistsand abyssesto return to.

Freedom was the price of privacy.

Darkness promotes speech.

I lied. I do that, you know, when it suits me. I would have thought you’d realized that by now.

Without pride, man becomes a parasite – and there are already too many parasites.

Maxwell D. Kalist is a receiving teller at a city bank, Orwell and Finch, where he runs an efficient department of twenty two clerks and twelve junior clerks. He carries a leather-bound vade mecum everywhere...

Our dreams are luminous, a cast fire upon the world.Morning arrives and that’s it.Sunlight darkens the earth.

A celebrity is a person who works hard all of their life to become well known, and then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.

People are always afraid of other things, they are never afraid of themselves.

Low ceiling, stone walls, a dirt floor stamped with paw prints. I never go in without announcing myself. ‘Hyaa!’ I yell. ‘Hyaa. Hyaa!’ It’s the sound my father makes when entering his toolshed, the cry...

As in the rankest soil the most beautiful flowers are grown, so in the dark soil of poverty the choicest flowers of humanity have developed and bloomed.

I see walking bombs on the streetHearts not beating, but ticking

I wasn’t going to argue with you. Why ever would you think that? I never argue.”Lucian smiled at her. She was so small, it amazed him she was such a strong person. “Of course you...

Drama asks some uncomfortable questions at times… It goes to pretty dark places.

Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.

We were his disposable things. Brought to him like cattle. Stripped of what made us sisters or daughters or children. There was nothing that he could take from us—our genes, our bones, our wombs—that would...

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....

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.

Dark energy is perhaps the biggest mystery in physics.

I’ll often rush out from Dark Shadows, having made a 5.30PM appointment, working for a couple of hours.

Yes, after all, this by now was his customary loneliness: there was little else he desired for the present than the hospitality of the dark.

What about nightmares? Have you experienced sexual dreams of a dark nature?

‘American Horror Story’ is dark, so you shouldn’t be expecting too much happiness.

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.

From the vast, invisible ocean of moonlight overhead fell, here and here, a slender, broken stream that seemed to plash against the intercepting branches and trickle to earth, forming small white pools among the clumps...

I believe veganism can be beneficial for the individual and the world, and of course the animal, but belief is like laying in the dark with someone and telling them you love them and hearing...

In my own worst seasons I’ve come back from the colorless world of despair by forcing myself to look hard, for a long time, at a single glorious thing: a flame of red geranium outside...

Bride of Beimerstetten, bride of Beimerstetten, bride of Beimerstetten, naked bride of Beimerstetten,” and he imagines a procession of proud military men blowing trumpets as they stomp through a bomb-devastated town to the tune of...

He gets away with it because he’s strong.”This is the story of mankind.”I thought you were going to be a priest at one point.”Yes. But then I read the newspaper.

Goths do not hate the world. They just learned to accept the world that refuses to understand them.

When you love people, you want what’s best for them, and sometimes what’s best for them isn’t you.

You said you were allowed to lose it,’ some part of her reminded herself. ‘Not yet, not yet.

Love is the gap between the blackness and the emptiness. Of course, there are also times when love isn’t so cheery and gets really dark and lonely.

Maybe if the empty space inside her was filled with love there’d be no room for sad and dark things.

Just as stars shine brightest in the darkest night, your joy blazes brilliantly through life’s problems when you count them as joy.

Musically, there’s a movement called the flatted fifth that’s really evil-sounding. It was outlawed by the Catholic Church during the Middle Ages. That movement is what gives you a real evil sound that conjures up...

Darkness will always try to extinguish the light. The light will always try to repress the darkness.

I used to assume no one would care, but I do think now I’ve written songs that are useful to people having dark hours.

Let all the green leaves be mineas long as the trees define shades created by their limbsfor the soil made with victimsof atrocity’s vileness to redeem the fragileness

Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers.

I like someone with a really good and dark sense of humour.

You are fifty different kinds of twisted.””Only fifty? Val, you wound me.

When we are young we fear we are not alone in the dark, When we grow up we fear we are

First of all, it was October, a rare month for boys. Not that all months aren’t rare. But one strange year, halloween came early….don’t you ditch me jim nightshade…don’t talk death. Someone might hear…

His angelic wings blackened when the dark fury assailed his mind. Summoning new strength from the unholy power that ravaged his soul, grieved to drastic levels of desperation by the tainting of the holy light...