#dark

You gotta show kids YOU'RE not scared (even if inside at times you are) and when you show you're not afraid of the "monsters" then they too will stand up even when the lights are off. ↗

— Jill Telford

#hope #inspiration #scared-of-the-dark #change

Two qualities are indispensable: first, an intellect that, even in the darkest hour, retains some glimmerings of the inner light which leads to truth; and second, the courage to follow this faint light wherever it may lead. ↗

— Karl Von Clausewitz

#darkest #even #faint #first #follow

What makes a hero? Courage, strength, morality, withstanding adversity? Are these the traits that truly show and create a hero? Is the light truly the source of darkness or vice versa? Is the soul a source of hope or despair? Who are these so called heroes and where do they come from? Are their origins in obscurity or in plain sight? ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#darkness #despair #fall #heroes #hope

Numb the dark and you numb the light. ↗

— Brené Brown

#fear #feelings #joy #light #numbness

Many have stood their ground and faced the darkness when it comes for them. Fewer come for the darkness and force it to face them. ↗

— Eliezer Yudkowsky

#courage #darkness-and-light #good-and-evil #goodness #inspiration

Then she looked away, dismissing him as if she’d found him to be substandard. All right, then. She didn’t find him attractive. Good. In fact, he kept his head shaved to a glossy shine for just that reason. He was a man willing to do anything to discourage feminine attention. Because yeah, females could be vanity hounds and most preferred their dates to have hair. Black, blond, red, it didn’t matter, as long as the locks were thick and lustrous. And here was a news flash for little Miss Giggles: when he allowed his to grow, it was dark brown, nearly jet, with hints of gold and worthy of a fucking lion. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#dark-taste-of-rapture #gena-showalter #hector #dating

You don't find light by avoiding the darkness. ↗

— S. Kelley Harrell

#life #light #shadow #life

Blood fills my mouth. Fire sears my veins. I choke back a howl. The silver knife slips--the choice is mine. I am death or life. I am salvation or destruction. Angel or demon. I am grace. I plunge in the knife. This is my sacrifice-- I am the monster. ↗

— Bree Despain

#dark-divine #sacrifice #death

Station is the paradox of the world of my people, the limitation of our power within the hunger for power. It is gained through treachery and invites treachery against those who gain it. Those most powerful in Menzoberranzan spend their days watching over their shoulders, defending against the daggers that would find their backs. Their deaths usually come from the front." -Drizzt Do'Urden ↗

— R.A. Salvatore

#darkness #power #war #death

I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death. ↗

— Alan Bradley

#enemies #flavia-de-luce #humor #intelligence #sarcasm