Foreshadowing: Was my challenging Allah to unleash the full weight of his fury upon us, with dark clouds looming in the distance.
Something flickered in the distance, dressing the darkness in a soft veil of blue. Out of the blue came an explosion of sounds followed by the seamlessly expressed melancholy of Chopin’s “Ballade no. 1.
Yet, the man never goes slow! Feted against all the odds. How? Nobody knows. Undeterred, unabated, yet uncharted he goes...
It was a sign of growing up, when the dark made no more difference to you than the day.
Faith, Princess," the Prism Cat repeated. "It is a highly underrated weapon against the dark things in this world.
A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word 'darkness' on the walls of his cell.
He was sort of beautiful. In his own dark, depressing way, but still. She was going to miss that stupid fucking beautiful face.
The universe requires balance. Nothing, nothing, can exist without it. There is no life, no light, without death, without darkness. There is no memory… without emptiness.
I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.
PACKAGE MARRIAGE Arranged / Mail Order – Tripping over objects in a dark room, hoping to find the light switch Kamil Ali
He felt a happiness stirring deep inside him, shining a light into recesses of his soul that had long been devoured by darkness.
They constantly try to escape From the darkness outside and within By dreaming of systems so perfect that no one will need to be good. But the man that is shall shadow The man that pretends to be.
It was ridiculous really. I had just won a major race despite not being in top form, yet I was going to dope.
Give me your skin as sheer as a cobweb, let me open it up and listen in and scoop out the dark.
Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are blinded by the ascent from sunshine into darkness.
Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.
The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you’re going to see it blink black. That’s the moment to start writing.
Love is the gap between the blackness and the emptiness. Of course, there are also times when love isn’t so cheery and gets really dark and lonely.
As the saturating colors of sun-life fade from sight, the ominous moon reaches out its long arm and applies the dark dyes of night.
But now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird.
I never understood why Clark Kent was so hell bent on keeping Lois Lane in the dark.
