#dark

Another tug and a yank at my chestnut curls and she snarls at me, “You are so much like her.” This is something my mother often says and never explains. Though it is a great mystery to me it is also a blessing, for she always hurries from the room after saying it. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#dark-romance #gothic-romance #strong-heroine #suspense-drama #thriller

When he was dry, he believed it was alcohol he needed, but when he had a few drinks in him, he knew it was something else, possibly a woman; and when he had it all -- cash, booze, and a wife -- he couldn't be distracted from the great emptiness that was always falling through him and never hit the ground. ↗

— Denis Johnson

#booze #dark #sad #alcohol

That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#dark #quiet #autumn

So Lyra and her daemon turned away from the world they were born in, and looked toward the sun, and walked into the sky. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#philip-pullman #the-golden-compass #materialism

The trick to being smart is knowing when to play dumb. ↗

— V. Alexander

#mystery #suspense #suspense

Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell Gregory a story. Make some light. ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#darkness #light #stories #story #kate

You can't eat [literature], that's the problem," he said. "I've tried, it's very dry, and not at all nutritious. ↗