Lightness And Darkness Quotes Novels & Stories

Emily's eyes are also wet and she was crying. "Shh... I know... I know everything. I felt the same. But please don't think about all these things. Don't cry, you have to take care of the baby. Don't cry, love. I can't see tears in your eyes, even it was because of me. You smile because when you smile you turned into a sun and brighten my every path. You are my light. So please don't shed your tears for such a useless person like me." Ryan said which makes Emily laugh. He was cursing himself but praising Emily.

It's particularly human nature that you don't forget what you actually want to forget, and it stays, it stays and damages you till deep, till there is no trace of happiness and when there is only darkness left and yet you find comfort in it, cry your heart out and till the bright light shines at you again, your rebuilt it, you rehearsal the act of smiling and smile oh so brightly. But is the past or your deeds gone? Does that smile mean you have win our your darkness? NO. Dark, Black absorbs the light and once it enters somewhere, it doesn't leave until everything is dark and then, a single step of darkness can taint the bright sheet of happiness in no time. A curse you can say.

I hate it, I hate it here, I’ll continuing hating it. When in darkness, I sought light, now I’m in light, I seek darkness.

Wilbur frowned and asked, "What… What exactly is going on? What is a Messenger from the Light World? And wasn't the power you used just now the power of destruction?" The shadowy figure felt a wave of frustration and said, "Didn't I already explain? Light and darkness are inseparable. The power of light can annihilate all phantoms formed by the power of destruction. Whether a person is good or evil, that's the true difference between light and darkness." In truth, the Light World was not that complicated. If someone was kind-hearted, they would be born on the side of light. If they had a malicious heart, they would be born on the side of darkness.

But his eyes still held the same unwavering spark, a testament to the light he carried within. "The whispers will always exist," he declared, his voice strong and steady. "But remember, the darkness can only consume what we allow it to. We are guardians, not just of the light around us, but of the light within ourselves and within others. It is with compassion, understanding, and a shared commitment to the light that we can truly win this fight."

However, I realized that if not for my clear, bright eyes, I might have left the world two years ago. I guessed my death was the reason that my soul could finally drift away from the hospital room that had been my cage. I followed my mother, my ghostly eyes wide as I watched her sort through the mess I had left behind. My mother, who always took such pride in her looks and never seemed a day over 50, had aged a decade overnight, and her hair turned to silver. Her shaky, frail silhouette made my heart feel like it was being crushed. The day they closed my account with the world was bright and sunny. The harsh sun seemed to weigh heavily on my mother's hunched shoulders.

The shadows always try to increase their reach but the light always shines. It is known that the Werewolf race has lost its way due to its lust for power and status rather than balance. That's what Rose meant when she said you want to restore the balance, Conrad. You have power from your title, yet you don't seek power from it. You seek balance. It is only if everything is balanced that can we all enjoy the light. Otherwise, we will be consumed in darkness by the shadows once more.”

“If what you said is true, and you truly love him… then I hope you’ll be the one to change him.” “Change him?” I repeated, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “I don’t really understand.” She gave a faint smile, like she was recalling something from the past. “Everyone has a dark side, my dear. But it’s the light of love, compassion, and understanding that can illuminate the shadows and bring balance to the soul. As Rumi once said, ‘The wound is the place where the light enters you.’ Maybe… your love can be the light that heals his darkness.”

Sit modus deam benedicat animabus illorum sub lucem hyacintho luna est scriptor Ut benedicat deam luna est luna, lux hyacintho luna sub meam” (From the deep of the spirit, who has never fallen asleep, do good to me. The spirits of the air were foul and black. It is not a pleasant thing to be kind to me. Passion and thought with the spirit of the anger against the destruction provided that it is them to me. The Spirit of the cold and the frost by the phantoms of crime and vice do good to me. May The moon goddess bless the luna' soul under the light of the blue moons)

“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.”