#dark

You couldn't changed history. But you could get it right to start with. Do something differently the FIRST time around. This whole business with seeking Slytherin's secrets... seemed an awful lot like the sort of thing where, years later, you would look back and say, 'And THAT was where it all started to go wrong.' And he would wish desperately for the ability to fall back through time and make a different choice. Wish granted. Now what? ↗

— Eliezer Yudkowsky

#decisions #time-travel #business

When I'm really frustrated with things," she giggles "...I like to get online and change things in Wikipedia!" This, bitch...is weird. ↗

— C.J. Roberts

#change

Shadows were too black, and when a breeze stirred the trees, the shadows changed in a disquieting way. ↗

— Stephen King

#dark #eerie #change

Life lessons are also found in the dark moments of life, and in many instances those moments change our life for the best ↗

— Martin Suarez

#hard-times #learning #life #life-lessons #change

And Harry remembered his first nightmarish trip into the forest, the first time he had ever encountered the thing that was then Voldemort, and how he had faced him, and how he and Dumbledore had discussed fighting a losing battle not long thereafter. It was important, Dumbledore said, to fight, and fight again, and keep fighting, for only then could evil be kept at bay, though never quite eradicated. . . . And Harry saw very clearly as he sat there under the hot sun how people who cared about him had stood in front of him one by one, his mother, his father, his godfather, and finally Dumbledore, all determined to protect him; but now that was over. He could not let anybody else stand between him and Voldemort; he must abandon forever the illusion he ought to have lost at the age of one, that the shelter of a parent’s arms meant that nothing could hurt him. There was no waking from his nightmare, no comforting whisper in the dark that he was safe really, that it was all in his imagination; the last and greatest of his protectors had died, and he was more alone than he had ever been before. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#darkness #death #fighting #forest #protection

But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#inspirational #macabre #courage

Brower was as courageous a criminal as ever lived to be hanged. ↗

— Ambrose Bierce An Arrest

#courage

Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath ↗

— J.R. Ward

#dark-lover #dating

We have Kenjii. We have my cell phone. Since we aren't officially dating, I'm sure you'll agree that's all the protection we need. ↗

— Kelley Armstrong

#the-gathering #dating

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. Not that he was feeling defensive or anything. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#dating