Darkness Quotes

Making night hideous.

Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness.

At the darkest moment comes the light.

Then shouldering their burdens, they set off, seeking a path that would bring them over the grey hills of the Emyn Muil, and down into the Land of Shadow.

Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it.

Now entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.

You can only come to the morning through the shadows.

Darkness is dawn not yet born.

When it is darkest, we can see the stars.

The repose of darkness is deeper on the water than on the land.

...light overcomes darkenss. A tiny match can illuminate the darkest room. As long as there is some light somewhere in the universe, [darkness] can be defeated.

The light is too painful for someone who wants to remain in darkness.

Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness.

Black are the brooding clouds and troubled the deep waters, when the Sea of Thought, first heaving from a calm, gives up its Dead

Whatever’s inside making me what I am, it’s like film. Film only works in the dark. Tear it all open and let in the light and you kill it.

Dark Error's other hidden side is truth.

You're awfully dark, brother," he said. "You don't know how dark.

In the midday sun, a bright light will be barely noticed. Yet in the darkest night, even the smallest light can make an enormous difference.

I can see in what you call the dark, but which to me is golden.

Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell.

When you look into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you.

Pitch-black winter nights live in my bones.

In this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy men. The true division of humanity is between those who live in light and those who live in darkness. Our aim must be to diminish the number of the latter and increase the number of the former. That is why we demand education and knowledge.

Oh, you think the darkness is your ally, but you merely adopted the dark. I was born in it. Molded by it.

It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass.

Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.

They enter, locking themselves in, descend the rugged steps, and are down in the Crypt. The lantern is not wanted, for the moonlight strikes in at the groined windows, bare of glass, the broken frames for which cast patterns on the ground. The heavy pillars which support the roof engender masses of black shade, but between them there are lanes of light.

In order to know the light, we must first experience the darkness.

Diamonds are to be found only in the darkness of the earth, and truth in the darkness of the mind.

Darkness is absence of light. Shadow is diminution of light.

I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.

To think of shadows is a serious thing.

If we try to deny the darkness in our souls then we'll become completely dark.

In the dark, time feels different than when it is light.

I do not believe this darkness will endure.

Nobody can fall so low unless he has a great depth. If such a thing can happen to a man, it challenges his best and highest on the other side; that is to say, this depth corresponds to a potential height, and the blackest darkness to a hidden light.

Some nights stay up till dawn, as the moon sometimes does for the sun. Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way of a well, then lifted out into light.

A strange thing has happened, do you know? I am in darkness. There is a person who, departing, took away the sun.

The clouds were drifting over the moon at their giddiest speed, at one time wholly obscuring her, at another, suffering her to burst forth in full splendor and shed her light on all the objects around; anon, driving over her again, with increased velocity, and shrouding everything in darkness.

In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist, the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly. The sky is but the mouth of a cave. The whole day is the cave.... Frightful season! Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

The black moment is the moment when the real message of transformation is going to come. At the darkest moment comes the light.

It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage.

You can get around to meaningful conversations more quickly in the dark than with the sun tickling your face.

To gaze into the depths of the sea is, in the imagination, like beholding the vast unknown, and from its most terrible point of view. The submarine gulf is analogous to the realm of night and dreams. There also is sleep, unconsciousness, or at least apparent unconsciousness, of creation. There in the awful silence and darkness, the rude first forms of life, phantomlike, demoniacal, pursue their horrible instincts.

The days are short,The sun a sparkHung thin betweenThe dark and dark.

Darkness is your candle.Your boundaries are your quest.

In every winter's heart there is a quivering spring, and behind the veil of each night there is a shining dawn.

As a writer, I will tell you that darkness is so easy to make interesting. It is so easy because you're allowed to do anything you want.

When all you can feel are the shadows, turn your face towards the sun.

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

Many a maiden,With white feet glancing light as air,Made happy music through the gloom.

The night crept on apace, the moon went down, the stars grew pale and dim, and morning, cold as they, slowly approached. Then, from behind a distant hill, the noble sun rose up, driving the mists in phantom shapes before it, and clearing the earth of their ghostly forms till darkness came again.

Dawn is born at midnight.

No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.

What makes night within us may leave stars.

My Friend: Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair. I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the darkness, my friend! I can see nothing before me. I wonder where lies thy path! By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of the frowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading thy course to come to me, my friend?

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.

Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.

Night and the day, when united, Bring forth the beautiful light.