Quotes About Darkness Novels & Stories

"God." "You know in the holy scriptures, it says; Fret not thyself because of evil men, Neither be thou envious at the wicked; For there shall be no reward to the evil man; The candle of the wicked shall be put out." She recited. "I know you're worried that Tristan will get hurt but at the end of the day, truth, justice, love - all these things lie in a light that can never be put out." "The light shines in the darkness and the darkness cannot fathom." I spoke.

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

"Yes. Are you a necromancer?" "Yes. "Are they after you?" I nodded in the direction where, in a couple of hours, his pursuers would appear. I already sensed their magic. Something gluey, something light, something predatory... Who said that darkness was evil and light was good? Idiots! Go on, try standing in the sun for too long-would it be good for you? Balance in all things; concentrated light could kill just as well as primal darkness. You have to use your head, not use it as an empty vessel for somebody's bullshit! Ugh!

At least in my opinion. Most people don’t think that there is any beauty in darkness. They think darkness only means sadness, anger or evil, but I couldn’t disagree more. If it weren’t for the night we couldn’t see the beauty of the stars as they twinkle in the sky or admire the glow of the moon as it radiates the sun’s rays, lighting up the sky in the middle of the night. We can only appreciate light because we know what darkness is. They’re two halves of the one coin, neither being able to exist without the other. Yes, there’s coldness in darkness, but sometimes there’s beauty if you care enough to see it. If this is Azadou’s home then already I can tell there is more than just coldness in

“The darkness has been known by my people to do two things whenever it chooses to reveal itself: take a life by its own hand, and spare one.” As her voice got closer, Alex quickly spun around to face Rowan, who was now standing before him. “Why are you telling me this?” Rowan inched closer to Alex, looking right into his eyes the whole time. “Because,” she began, and Alex could see tears starting to build up, “the darkness is already here, but the light is coming back, too.”

The luminance of the forest seemed to dim momentarily as if paying homage to the guardian's enigmatic message. Alex and I exchanged glances, both trying to decipher the riddle. "The heart of darkness? What could he possibly mean by that?" I pondered aloud. Alex looked thoughtful, his brow furrowing. "Maybe it's not a literal place. Perhaps it's a state of being or a moment in time." I considered his words, turning them over in my mind. "You mean, facing our deepest fears or confronting our own inner darkness?" He nodded. "It's possible. Erebus spoke of embracing the power within ourselves. Maybe that's the key. Facing whatever it is we're most afraid of."

"No, they're not good. And they're more of quotes anyway, they're short." "Okay, so tell me one. Tell me your favourite one." I bit my lip and look at him, contemplating whether I should or shouldn't. I have one in mind, the most recent one. As I watch him driving, his brown curls not falling over his eyes for once because he gelled them, the poem comes out by itself. "She couldn't understand," I begin, whispering, and gulp, still observing him, "why she found comfort in the dark, when all her life she had a fear of darkness."

“I gave them choice and called it hope.” “Hope is cruel,” he said. He gestured to the wolves around the hall. “They chose darkness. Because darkness doesn’t ask you to decide. Darkness doesn’t blame you when you fail. Darkness just… is.” Luna looked at them. A mother wolf with hollow eyes. A young warrior with scars on his hands from clenching fists. An old wolf who didn’t lift his head. “They chose darkness because they’re tired,” Luna said. “Tired of choosing. Tired of hoping. Tired of trying. I know what that feels like.”

It felt appealing, stoic and powerful. The real truth is that Darkness is eternal, it can never truly die or fade away. Just as you can never truly cover the sun with one hand, so you can never really extinguish Darkness. It lingers and chases you even through the impossibility of death. A long smile spreads across my lips, as darkness overtook my vision, casting a green glow in my eyes. A smile trails my lips as I hear Isabella screams intensify within me, but it was all in vain.

which leads your progress to delay. I fully grasp that darkness can be compelling at times, but instead use extra care. Always be incredibly careful in the pitch dark because nobody really fully understands what comes back to haunt you there. There is really nothing more absolutely absurd in this known universe than having to search for your own rationality long when you have already destroyed it.