How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole

Still haunted by the love, light and darkness we shared. encumbered to smile and breathing becomes an art; when you don’t fucking feel anything.

No my friend, darkness is not everywhere, for here and there I find faces illuminated from within; paper lanterns among the dark trees.

Is there a silent song in your heart, that is screaming to be heard?

You can lie but you can’t re-write history. Even if you could, what would you say to those who lived it and helped you thru, some of the darkest periods of your life?

Fire burns brighter in the darkness.

Light jumping out of window is staring the dark from afar.

Haunted trees covered behind the curtains of their own leaves stare at the dark from the fringe of streets.

The hospital bulked darkly in the darkness.

What did I fear, and why? — I, to whom the night had beena more familiar facethan that of man —I, in whom that element of hereditary superstition from which none of us is altogether...

Darkness promotes speech.

Life throws challenges and every challenge comes with rainbows and lights to conquer it.

He howled in despair as his body was enveloped by a terrifying and sickening darkness.

I lay there for three whole days, totally paralyzed. My friends helped me to the bathroom and anywhere else I needed to move; but I have very vague impressions of those days because it was...

During last night’s insomnia, as these thoughts came and went between my aching temples, I realised once again, what I had almost forgotten in this recent period of relative calm, that I tread a terribly...

But death is stronger than that and when you cover your eyes you are the one who can’t see the dark. The dark still sees you.

Evil Has Eye Of An Angel

There was nothing the matter out there. It was in here, with me.I decided I’d better go to work, maybe that would exorcise me. I fled from the room almost as though it were haunted....

Every man who has reached even his intellectual teens begins to suspect that life is no farce; that it is not genteel comedy even; that it flowers and fructifies on the contrary out of the...

Love is the darkness that shines in our hearts. I bought you a flashlight. It’s broken, so you know I care.

May you be guided by the light.

Bring a song with you into the darkness.

Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.

When darkness is at its darkest, a star shines the brightest.

In the stillness of headstones,Darkness is my blanket.And forever is my song.In the arms if stone angels, I’m not afraid.Because finally and completely,I belong.

If blood can produce money through rituals or the so-called human sacrifice, then it is the basis on which we live, so it is very essential to save and protect it from the fiendish eyes...

Of course there always will be darkness but I realize now something inhabits it. Historical or not. Sometimes it seems like a cat, the panther with its moon mad gait or a tiger with stripes...

The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.

There is absolutely nothing monstrous about being a vampire. In fact, it’s quite beautiful.

All I know is a door into the dark

The exceeding brightness of this early sunMakes me conceive how dark I have become.

How do you plan a rebirth? I’m not sure you do. You just stand in the darkness until you can’t endure it any long, and then you move forward until you’re standing in the light.

You would like to read, but somehow the rain gets into the book, too; not literally, and yet it really does, the letters are meaningless, and all you hear is the rain.

I couldn’t believe I let him see me like this, unable to fend for myself. I fumed in disgust at my vulnerability. I didn’t want Evan to think I needed protecting. I pulled back my...

I used to read in books how our fathers persecuted mankind. But I never appreciated it. I did not really appreciate the infamies that have been committed in the name of religion, until I saw...

I laugh, and it’s laughter, not light, that casts out the darkness building within me, that reminds me I am still alive, even in this strange place whereeverything I’ve ever known is coming apart. I...

All of a sudden I hear this banging on the wall and this voice, strange voice crying in the darkness somewhere on the 81st floor,

500. There are paradoxes. If there were no night, we would be deprived of themagnificent image of a starry sky. Thus light deprives us of “vision,” anddarkness helps us “see.

There is no darkness when I go to sleep; the wicked, as they say, never truly rest. I see blinding flashes of desperate arms reaching out, I hear cries for help over the crackling of...

Darkness is drowned by three lights; nature, knowledge, and truth.

Minority is about being an individual. It’s like you have to sift through the darkness to find your place and be that individual you want to be your entire life.

Darkness approaches from outside.I feel no light inside me strong enough to resist it.

I fall asleepCall it deep while all is well be-Cause my life seems like a freestyle mean-While asleep on the couch I dream it’s a written piece and nowThe symphony’s soundingShouting out to these feet...

Let him not vow to walk in the dark, who has not seen the darkness fall.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

The essence of darkness is the knowledge of what blocks the light.

A single tiny light creates a space where darkness cannot exist. The light vanquishes the darkness. Try as it might, the darkness cannot conquer the light.

If you want to fight hell and the power of darkness that seek to destroy the hearts of our daughters, I know a type of spiritual warfare that creates value in a daughter’s spirit. It...

There’s light and joy, but there’s also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.

Did you know that darkness has a taste, Grandma?