#darkness

Now with her eyes closed and fist clenched at her side. She was as off balanced as he was. Lilith took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She looked at Ian and did what took every ounce of will power she had; she walked away and out the doors. Ian watched as Lilith left the study and was shocked. He wanted her and she walked away from him. Then anger stormed his emotions and now he was royally pissed off. He was getting fucking tired of the cold and hot treatment she was giving him. Why the hell was she running? ↗

— Shadowstorm Norwicca

#paranormal #romance-novels #sisterhood #anger

An increase in light gives an increase in darkness. ↗

— Sam Francis

#gives #increase #light

Close your bodily eye, that you may see your picture first with the eye of the spirit. Then bring to light what you have seen in the darkness, that its effect may work back, from without to within. ↗

— Caspar David Friedrich

#bodily #bring #close #darkness #effect

How could I have never told anyone what He had done for me? Nothing else had worked. Nothing had been able to break the chains that kept me living on the edge. Nothing....except the gentleness of His touch. ↗

— Nikki Rosen

#darkness #deception #faith #hope #life

Anything that lights your world leaves it dark once it's gone. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#happiness #life #light #loss #tragedy

Clouds and darkness surround us, yet Heaven is just, and the day of triumph will surely come, when justice and truth will be vindicated. ↗

— Mary Todd Lincoln

#come #darkness #day #heaven #just

But it is true that sometimes an enveloping darkness aids one to clearer vision; as in a panorama building, for example, where the obscurity about the entrance prepares one better for the climax, and gives the scene depicted a more real and vivid appearance. ↗

— Pierre Loti

#aids #appearance #better #building #clearer

There was a darkness, a melancholy, that people had trouble accepting. Maybe now, it would work better. ↗

— Alain Resnais

#better #darkness #had #maybe #melancholy

And somewhat as in blind night, on a mild sea, a sailor may be made aware of an iceberg, fanged and mortal, bearing invisibly near, by the unwarned charm of its breath, nothingness now revealed itself: that permanent night upon which the stars in their expiring generations are less than the glinting of gnats, and nebulae, more trivial than winter breath; that darkness in which eternity lies bent and pale, a dead snake in a jar, and infinity is the sparkling of a wren blown out to sea; that inconceivable chasm of invulnerable silence in which cataclysms of galaxies rave mute as amber. ↗

— James Agee

#infinity #nothingness #age

I no longer know the author of this book, for simply stopping long enough and writing it down was where I changed from a boy with his eyes squeezed shut to a man with his eyes wide open so that the sunlight might reach my heart despite all that darkness. ↗

— Ryan Adams

#life #writing #change