As a child, I was afraid of the dark and the monsters on the outside. As a man, I run away from the light, afraid to show the monsters within.
Faith is, believing there is still a star out there to wish on, just for you, tucked away behind dark clouds.
You can grow like a tall tree, when you enjoy the sun, wind, rain, storms and the stars in the dark nights.
Then everyone leaves, and you are left, each night, to your own devices with a crowd of interesting people - most of whom you don't know - sitting in the dark.
All that helter-skelter about strings and memories was only relevant in the dark. It was light out now and time to put away childish things.
Dogs really are perfect soldiers. They are brave and smart; they can smell through walls, see in the dark, and eat Army rations without complaint.
It is a blessing to have pretty people around me. I like people who are sparky, positive. Evil, dark people are repelled by me: 'Oooh no! Too much sunlight.'
Love is like a piece of chocalate. It's looks and tastes good, but it's dark. What really matters is the inside.
Love is like a piece of chocalate. It looks and tastes good, but it's dark. What really matters is the inside.
The ring comes whenever it will because it's dark where the mountains mother and being stuck in one spot is something to ring bells about
The hopeful spirit of a positive mindset shines like the moonlight in darkness when all other stars have ceased to shine.
My routine is to ride that snooze button as far as it will take me, take a quick shower, get dressed in the dark and bolt out the door.
It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight on a battlefield
You may observe in all my lessons, that I tell you how the legs go, and those who are unacquainted with that, are entirely ignorant and work in the dark.
On the seventh day God rested in the darkness of the tomb; Having finished on the sixth day all his work of joy and doom. Now the Word had fallen silent, and the water had run dry, The bread had all been scattered, and the light had left the sky. The...
I worry that, especially as the Millennium edges nearer, pseudoscience and superstition will seem year by year more tempting, the siren song of unreason more sonorous and attractive. Where have we heard it before? Whenever our ethnic or national prej...
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I can wait in silence no longer, but I’m afraid I’m already too late. I am trapped between agony and hope—believing I have no right to speak, but knowing more how much I’d regret it if I did not. Tell me I’m not wrong. Tell me that, this ti...
Do you trust Arman, Highness?' 'Yes, but--' 'No buts. Either you trust Him or you don't.' Achan shifted in his chair. 'Maybe I don't, then.' 'I agree. you don't trust Him fully or you'd know you did. Arman wants your trust, Highness. When he asks som...
It was getting dark by the time I went out, and nobody who knows the country will need to be told how black is the darkness of a November night under high laurel bushes and yew-trees. I walked into the heart of the shrubberies two or three times, not...
What a night it was! The jagged masses of heavy dark cloud were rolling at intervals from horizon to horizon, and thin white wreaths covered the stars. Through all the rush of the cloud river the moon swam, breasting the waves and disappearing again ...
