How fragile we are under the sheltering sky. Behind the sheltering sky is a vast dark universe, and we're just so small.
By the time he was done with the deer it had been dark three hours and his bad leg was singing 'Ave Maria'.
Summer was full on and the nights hot. It was like lying in warm syrup there in the dark under the viaduct, in the steady whine of gnats and nightbugs.
What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream
The worst thing in the world is having to go back to the dark you shook off.
Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light.
He wanted to regain his memory, but not if it cost him Victoria. He would give up everything for her.
Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark
I tried very hard not to ponder the horrible irony that I was too ugly to love, and too ugly not to violate.
Foreshadowing: Was my challenging Allah to unleash the full weight of his fury upon us, with dark clouds looming in the distance.
How can we say that the Church wishes to bring us back into the Dark Ages? The Church was the only thing that ever brought us out of them.
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.
