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.

There might not be so much of a difference between the side of Light and the side of Dark as you suppose. After all, without the Dark, there is nothing for the light to burn...

In the dark you hear movement—a squeak, a hiding. The heart opens, closes, opens.

His manhood sways briefly, then comes to a standstill.

All about us were people. Perhaps a hundred. Men. Experience had taught me that humans were cruelest when segregated by sex, and the cold feeling in the pit of my stomach became led. What had...

I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and ”the world is an ugly place and not everyone...

Shadows of doubt will always fall behind you when you keep your face towards the sunshine. Believe in God; face the brighter light and cast behind the dark shadows!

Mostly, when Jess didn’t want to talk about her ideas in class, Colleen thought that Jess was showing off, making sure that she would be coaxed and pleaded with, but how could Jess have explained...

Shadows fell on them like predators as the light went out.

Life never seizes to have a brighter side of it. Unfortunately, many are blindfolded from seeing it because they are fully focused on its dark side.

The recognition of his carelessness filled Mr. Lecky with fear and anger. In the dusk his eerie heart could anticipate the hours of terror which he had laid up for himself. Sounds, real or imaginary,...

In that tremendous flash of freedom, on my way to do The Thing for the first time, sanctioned by Almighty Harry, I receded, faded back into the scenery of my own dark self, whole the...

I left my mark on ‘Dark Shadows.’ One day I was doing my lines perfectly from Act 3. Everyone else was doing Act 2.

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.

After Death, White Smoke with Dark Silence

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...