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…

And I was your moon because I shined brighter than any other star in your universe and you were my darkness. Without you I could not see the depth of my light and with you...

What about the future?””We’ll talk about the future when it gets here.

There’s a light somewhere.It may not be much light butit beats the darkness.

Stop flirting,” he tells her, but he looks at her breasts and thinks, The girls with the bruises in the sex films are just dead dolls, but this pretty toy is alive.

die Schwachen ein,” – the vulnerable one – after he cried like a child when he sliced two, thin strips of skin off his own index finger using a cheese grater (accidentally) one night when...

And it was darkSo dark at nightAnd we held on to each otherLike brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we’d writeAnd we would all go down together

Pride is born as a mountaintop on a valley, but dies as an abyss in which it is too deep and too dark to see the better.

Little mouse,” a voice said through the keyhole. “Don’t you know the more you wriggle, the greater the cat’s delight?

They’re not going to arrest you,’ Skulduggery said as they walked through the door. ‘They might glare at you and say angry words, but they won’t arrest you. Well, they might arrest you. There’s a...

When a saint is lowered in darkness of the grave, then he is in light

Don’t worry about it; only worry about how people like her breed.

Holy men tell us life is a mystery.They embrace that concept happily.But some mysteries bite and barkand come to get you in the dark.

The light in your soul is far greater than the darkness. Shine your light.

I am tired of being used, hurt, and cast aside. It is my turn to use. My turn to hurt.

Nothing is unreal as long as you can imagine like a crow

I didn’t look back, but I knew you were still watching. It probably sounds weird, but I could just feel it. The hairs on my neck bristled when you blinked.

There is always that choice, the light or the dark

I go down to my little hut, where it’s tight and dark and warm, and within minutes I can go back to being six or seven or eight again.

What happens when the hitcher and the driver are equally murderous?

You wanted to live,” he says.”You say that like it’s a good thing. A virtue.””What is it really?”I think about this. “Selfish.””Wanting to live is selfish?””Yes.

Sophie and Agatha locked eyes one last time but neither screamed for the other.Once true loves, the two girls now pulled apart like strangers, each in the arms of a boy, Good with Good, Evil...

There was murder, there was rape, there were unspeakable practices, and all of them were for the good, the bloody good, the bloody myth, for the grail, for the Tower.

I follow Plato only with my mindPure beauty strikes me as a little thinA little cold, however beautiful.I am in love with what is mixed and impureDoubtful, dark and hard to disencumberI want beauty I...

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

I lied, but by his reaction I think he liked what I had said. I had told Shreya about Sudeshna and she was okay with our relationship, but there were a few things that I...

I want to sleep in the ovenbecause I just burn in the bed.

The Dark Side of the Moon is a fine album with a textural and conceptual richness that not only invites, but demands involvement. There is a certain grandeur.

And don’t drop food.

Outside everything was uncannily visible in the light of the full moon, but here in the dark shaded alleys the night was conscious of itself. (“The Moon Slave”)

It’s more eerie to be alone in a city that’s lit up and functioning than one that’s a tomb. If everything were silent, one could almost pretend to be in nature. A forest. A meadow....

You don’t know anything about me, Tyler. I would suggest you stop trying to fucking psychoanalyse me. I’ve already told you that I have no love to give. We fuck, that’s about it with you...

In the dream, Tana’s mother loved her more than anyone or anything. More than death.-Tana-page 21-chapter 4

I’m actually a very dark person, so I really want to get into some really dark roles, maybe some thrillers. I’ve never done one of those, so I think I’d really want to get into...

I’m intrigued by the dark. Out of darkness comes creation.

I’m currently drinking a coffee cup full of yesterday and thinking about tomorrow. My past is so dark it makes me think my future could use some cream.

I have no use for your body, for within its youth lies a rotten wench already deceased.

Dreaming is what you do when your eyes are closed…living is what you do with that dream once you open your eyes!

The face and body may be perfect, but if a twisted gene or a malformed egg can produce physical monsters, may not the same process produce a malformed soul?

When you give your heart away, you usually get it back in pieces, fragments. And often, a great deal of time passes before you realize that every piece wasn’t returned to you—and probably never will...

I never shot on sets, but if I was traveling somewhere or on location, I would always have my camera, and I’d always be – it’s that kind of fly on the wall approach to...

It is early, early morning. It’s that time when it’s still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.

It takes many sheep to satisfy one wolf.

It’s kind of hard to outlive your past

There’s something special about her. When she helped me with her touch-“”Exactly what was she touching that was so memorable for you?””Watch your mouth.

I remeber asking a wise man, once . . . ‘Why do Men fear the dark?’ . . . ‘Because darkness’ he told me, ‘is ignorance made visable.’ ‘And do Men despise ignorance?’ I asked....

Humans to ashes,People to dust,Its all because in God we trust.

our love likestepping on to a planesitting down in a carwalking on unknown land will either take us to where we belongor throw us into darkness

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...

There were secrets there, the secrets of the ether all mankind is born from; of the blackness that holds our oldest memories captive.