Darkness Quotes Novels & Stories

This time when he speaks, his voice holds far more weight. ‘Even when the darkness tries to destroy you… remember that you stand for the light… no matter what form that darkness takes, withstand it.’ For the first time in my life, I’m rendered speechless. His words echo within my mind… He’s giving me a warning, but a warning of what?

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

The shadows danced mockingly, casting eerie shapes against the cold walls, taunting me with their silent laughter. I longed for reprieve, for a glimmer of light to pierce through the suffocating darkness and illuminate the path to salvation. But salvation remained elusive, a distant dream shrouded in the impenetrable veil of despair. The darkness pressed in on all sides, its oppressive weight-bearing down on me like a suffocating embrace. "When will it end?" I yearned for the warmth of human connection, for the comforting embrace of companionship, to banish the shadows that lurked in the recesses of my mind.

I said using my fingers to make quotation marks. We both laughed. “Why couldn’t you just ask me on a real date, what was up with all the in the dark business,” I asked. “It really was just a fantasy of mine. I wanted to meet someone who had no idea who I was, who my family was, someone who would just be a clean slate, even playing field.” I laughed hysterically.

He just needs to let it shine through. “If you say so.” He caught my hand in his and kissed each of my fingers softly. “I’m sorry I made you remember those things,” I said in a small voice. “I’m not,” he replied firmly. “I’m not sorry you did. You were right yesterday. You have to get lost in the dark to appreciate the light. My head is full of darkness, full of shadows and horrors, and then I look into your eyes. It’s like finding the light at the end of the tunnel – the light I never thought I’d find.”

they asked in unison. “Exactly darkness!” Angela said feeling proud of herself. When the crew thought about it very well they found sense in what she said. “Darkness cannot be seen, it cannot be heard. It lies behind the stars in the night and under the hills. It comes first and follows after—as in night, day, and night again. It ends life and…” “Kills laughter,” Justin completed it, stroking his chin in thought. Miles was proud of his baby girl but he was not fully sure it would be the correct answer. It might be the wrong answer and if it was the wrong answer, they would lose everything. Their lives, they would have nothing to live for.

“If the light could not live without darkness. Then, what will become the dark if light didn’t exist anymore?” With the dread that rushes with her words and the inevitable desire to conquer everything. Their conversation ends, with Daniela answering her with the word. “None.”

Ernest said. Don looked up. He turned to a page. He read: "The darkness was not the absence of light. It was the presence of something else. The presence of the stars, the presence of the aurora, the presence of the snow reflecting what little light there was. The darkness held things. The light was what revealed them." He closed the book. "That is the same writer as the essays," Ernest said. "Yes. She has a consistent way of thinking about the dark. Not as lacking. As a presence."

she whispered, her voice filled with emotion, "you have seen more darkness than anyone, and yet, you never lost sight of the light." Kairos, his voice raspy but his gaze clear, smiled faintly. "The light," he rasped, "always burns brightest in the face of darkness. It is in the darkest night that the stars shine the most." He paused, his gaze taking in the faces surrounding him. "Remember, young guardians," he continued, his voice gaining strength, "the whispers are not invincible. They feed on fear, on doubt, on the cracks in our resolve. But we have the power to fight back. We have the power of empathy, of community, of the unwavering belief in the light within ourselves and within each ot

He grins at me like a fucking idiot. “She’s found her beacon of light.” ‘Beacon of light?’ Aero quizzes “What are you talking about?” I demand Damien shakes his head at me,“She’s surrounded with a darkness that she is constantly fighting off. The darkness slowly crushes you. It takes over every inch of you when you are least expecting it.”