There is no greater mystery to me than that of light traveling through darkness.

Light or Death!

She reminded me of a darkness, a darkness that I’ve missed.

You maintain hope for humanity as an infinite skeptic of gossip and slander. In all mankind’s desires for entertainment and exaggeration and sensationalism, when it comes to gossip, the individual always sounds worse than he...

You were born to lead people out of the darkness into light in the power of God. Dare to rise up to this calling! Never stand low for satan to mess up your destiny. You...

The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

Her arms groped forward to guide her when her tears blocked her vision in darkness. Then she couldn’t run any more. She sank to her knees and began to cry in her terror. She wanted...

There’s darkness everywhere. You just can’t see it because the sun is such an attention-whore.

When he laughed in his throat, the butterfly laughed at me too. It’s obscene fluttering corrupted me into darkness.

As Sandy and his wife warmed to the tale, one tripping up another in their eagerness to tell everything, it gradually developed as distinct a superstition as I ever heard, and not without poetry and...

It’s always darkest before you’re blinded by the light

There would be nothing but darkness, same darkness as everywhere else, an enormous darkness that swallowed up the road two steps ahead of us, only a little sliver of road about the size of your...

Soli fjella, glein og glatt,fjell står att og stengjer …Alt er tagna. Ned kjem nattpå breie, svarte vengjer,då vaknar dulde strengjer.Og Sátan kjem med all sin her,og Himmelørn og Herrens vêr,og angest-orm,og eld og storm,og...

Don’t call anyone a devil, because within you, you can experience hell and the devil, and the devil is nothing, but you!

Where glowing embers through the roomTeach light to counterfeit a gloom…

The beauty is an illusion, and also a warning: there’s a dark side to beauty, as with poisonous butterflies.

Darkness can always visit us; when it comes, we shall light a candle to welcome it!

Darkness fell like a wet sponge.

Acceptance is the key to finding where my truth lies in the darkness.

I don’t like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don’t want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life...

And darkness. You can’t see it no more than you can see air, but when its all around you sure enough know it.” (Serena, 65-66)

We enjoy the night, the darkness, where we can do things that aren’t acceptable in the light. Night is when we slake our thirst.

Darkness and light. Black and white. But which is death, and which is life?

Until we understand what the land is, we are at odds with everything we touch. And to come to that understanding it is necessary, even now, to leave the regions of our conquest – the...

The window shades have all been removed. Nighttime is now free to encroach.

Behind this smile in my faceLies the dark shadow of emptinessHiding from your eyes within my gazeConcealed with sham happiness.

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if solid, fluid; if hard, soft; if rough, smooth; if calm, tempest; if prosperity, adversity; if life, death.

There’s a funny thing about light and darkness–like hope, you can never blot out either one completely. They always exist, side by side, bright light making shadows darker, darkness making the light more beautiful, a...

If I have any expertise, it is in the realm of spiritual darkness: fear of the unknown, familiarity with divine absence, mistrust of conventional wisdom, suspicion of religious comforters, keen awareness of the limits of...

We see, surrounding the narrow raft illuminated by the flickering light of human comradeship, the dark ocean on whose rolling waves we toss for a brief hour; all the loneliness of humanity amid hostile forces...

Darkness always had its part to play. Without it, how would we know when we walked in the light? It’s only when its ambitions become too grandiose that it must be opposed, disciplined, sometimes—if necessary—brought...

Outside, across the putrid moat and under the dark mute trees, I would often lie and dream for hours about what I read in the books; and would longingly picture myself amidst gay crowds in...

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

He looked like some plant bleached by darkness.

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

Here grew willows and alders, their trunks twisted like giants’ sinews. Around them bark lichen bloomed blue-white in the darkness. It felt like a good place, where there was old magic.

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,...

I can hear clouds drifting across the sky! The worms beneath my feet…demand freedom from the darkness…the secret hopes of humankind…all of it trivial. I can see into other worlds…other universes…they’re calling out to me....

May you follow the path of light.

You know, darkness is a funny thing. Little by little, it creeps up on you and before you know it, you can’t escape it

Living things don’t all requirelight in the same degree. Some of usmake our own light: a silver leaflike a path no one can use, a shallowlake of silver in the darkness under the great maples.But...

The light of day showed you the limits of possibility. But walk through the dark, the absolute, total darkness, and the possibilities were limitless.

If you lead me astray, then my wanderings will bring me to my destination.

The universe is amply supplied with night.

If your mind is misty, your life will be misty; if your mind is sunny, your life will be sunny! Your life will be the reflection of your mind, of your thoughts! If there is...

Darkness is but a door, scary not because it opens, but out of fear that it will never close

I give myself up to darkness; and wish I may never again be required to lift my head to the light.

listening to the calmness of the female voice over tanoy as the steam train comes in, the sky is magical of red, blue and white as a dark cloud creeps in bringing tear drops of...

She’d had little patience with darkness, and her heartheld only a measure of shadow. I touchedthe warm dust of those colors, her tools,and left there with light on the tips of my fingers.

Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most...