Darkness Quotes Novels & Stories

There was silence as they plunged into deep thought. “The more of this there is, the less you see…” they muttered. “It sounds like something that obscures vision. Something that blocks light.” “Darkness,” Cayla muttered softly as if testing the word in her mind. “The more darkness there is, the less you can see.”

she said, trying to reassure him. Evan exhaled angrily and his face was beginning to show his frustration. Ryan Hollis was looking at him strangely. Evan turned his face away, but the thoughtful foreigner took a step towards him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Darkness takes its many forms, and men find themselves trapped in the midst of it, brought down by the strength of their desires,” Ryan told him, speaking to his troubled spirit. “It might feel like you are ensnared in the blackness of unseen chains and darkness but there is a light which breaks those chains and illuminates the darkness of our souls.”

Most of the time I think they’re right, only some of the times I think I am worthy and capable of more. You described how darkness doesn’t last, but this far I have seen very little light. Maybe it’s because I’m so used to the darkness that I can’t even recognize the light anymore? Or that the light is too blinding, making me shut my eyes and making me unable to see? Or is that a bad metaphor? I am not very smart or can write as well as you can. Thank you once again for your letter. I hope that someday you’ll be able to share your pain with someone. Your best friend will be there to listen when you are, I am sure.”

All she can see is darkness. ‘Darkness again… If he’s really my family, why did he give into darkness? All I want is light from the people who love me, but I want my family to give the brightest light I could ever see in my life. I didn’t know that knowing one of them would just give me the darkest light I’ve ever wanted in my life.’

Because if he had, then it meant someone, at last, had glimpsed the truth of me. The other one cleared his throat softly, breaking the tension. His tone was lighter, but careful. “Madam,” he said, almost conversationally, “complete darkness can be beautiful too.” I blinked at him, surprised. My voice came out quieter than I intended. “How so?” He gave a small, almost rueful smile. “It is said that without the dark, we can’t see the stars.” The answer was simple. But something in it tugged at me. The faintest smile ghosted my lips, bitter but genuine for a heartbeat. “I’m afraid there’s nothing else left to see for me in this world.”

“Because I follow light. Because I prove darkness is necessary. Because I demonstrate that nothing is valuable.” “I am Void,” said the Fourth Dark. “Because I am emptiness. Because I am absent. Because I am what existence fears and what existence becomes.” “I am Silence,” said the Fifth Dark. “Because I am the absence of sound. Because I am what noise drowns. Because I am what peace truly is.” “I am Cold,” said the Sixth Dark. “Because I am the absence of warmth. Because I am what heat flees. Because I am what nothing truly feels like.”

“I need to know if I’m going crazy, or if darkness is truly here.” “I assure you, you are not going crazy,” she said gravely. “I can sense darkness within the barrier. I can sense darkness is close.”

I breathed in hurt. I heard if you are surrounded by light, surely must blend with the light. They say if the light seeks you, it consumes you.Too anxious and broken to speak out loud. Maybe I don’t want a form of clarity. Maybe my darkness has exceeded its limits the light can no longer consume me.

Duk and Brook-ta-man looked at each other and nodded approvingly. - Bespectacled, do not even try to open the necklace when I am within a radius of ten meters from you, and I will help you survive. - whispers Brook-ta-man, Dooku, the librarian, frowning his brows in displeasure, adjusted his glasses. He obviously did not like working in alliance with a vampire. After half an hour of tedious waiting, a transparent beam rushed down from the ceiling, like a searchlight, illuminating Eliza. The Lord of the Shadows bowed respectfully and moved a little away from the luminous stream, the body of the Shadows still pulsing with energy.

I made her out and my blood ran cold. "Light loses," she said over and over, "darkness wins." I turned on the radio so I wouldn't have to hear. ***