We live in a dark universe.

Call it sentimentality. Call it curiosity. Just don’t call it madness.

He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.

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...

That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That...

The heart is the anchor to all things, be it love to hate, or light to dark.

I want to make sure I remember what real ugly is. I might want to tell my grandchildren someday.

In our town, Halloween was terrifying and thrilling, and there was a whiff of homicide. We’d travel by foot in the dark for miles, collecting candy, watching out for adults who seemed too eager to...

Dark Energy is poorly understood and it is clear that we are currently moving into exploring thecomplete electromagnetic spectrum that also includes the study of atmospheric pressure waves,atmospheric voltage effects on the cellular system, and...

The native Jewish families in Jerusalem, as well as those in other parts of Palestine, present a marked difference to the Jews of Europe and America. They possess the same physical characteristics – the dark,...

Stare at the dark too long and you will eventually see what isn’t there.

You can’t stay in the dark for too long. Something inside you starts to fade, and you become like a starving person, crazy-hungry for light.

Heads swivel. Whispers erupt. As Kalist returns to his desk, bone cane by his side, he indulges, briefly, in horse practice, neighing lightly as he scrolls through a few mental images of busty secretary, Geiger,...

I assume you are the sort of person who would go backstage after the opera in hopes of hearing the prima donna crying on the telephone, or walking in on the baritone fellating the basso...

It touched me to be trusted with something terrible.

Let Death Bless Me With You

His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She’d never been this close to a vampire,never realized what it would be like to be...

Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains the same.

Certainly I have no attraction to misery. I don’t intentionally go for dark.

I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.

She wasn’t to know there was no room for Soren – or any other boy – in my heart. There was only one boy taking up that place.Luca.

Calm, gentle, passionless as he appeared, there was yet, we fear, a quiet depth of malice, hitherto latent, but active now, in this unfortunate old man, which led him to imagine a more intimate revenge...

Every heart needs a cutting part sharper than a blade to stab agony

You can make it dark, but I can’t make it light.

Atheism is a lack of belief…what about the powers of darkness, and that of light, will you trace both to nothing? Then you must have created yourself.

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.

I keep sailing on in this middle passage. I am sailing into the wind and the dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full.

Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.

In a futile attempt to erase our past, we deprive the community of our healing gift. If we conceal our wounds out of fear and shame, our inner darkness can neither be illuminated nor become...

Obelmäker is eating at his desk, a habit both Baumauer and Pissec find repulsive.

He was the monster that no one thought to look for in the light of day. It was a common mistake. People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out...

Technically, on the spectrum of very bad things, they did nothing truly wicked. But of course, that spectrum has no measure for the greatest of all carnal sins, the kind that occurs before skin touches...

As he stood in the darkness, his eyes glistened and that’s when I knew my light found its traction.

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.