#darkness

While death and darkness girdle me I grope for immortality. ↗

— Lionel Johnson

#death #immortality #death

Death is a dark flower, its perfume heady and dangerous as it pulls you into its bosom. ↗

— Carol Weekes

#death #death

When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you must believe that one of two things will happen. There will be something solid for you to stand upon or you will be taught to fly. ↗

— Patrick Overton

#faith #risk #unknown #faith

I don't like the darkness but I want to live in it, I don't want to have pains but I always have it, I want to live in good way, happy and very normal life but I just can't. Because it's not that thing which some one gave me and I didn't took from anybody or anything that's just my destiny. ↗

— Shayne Azad

#destiny #happy #hurt #life #pain

Although I had arrived in total darkness the light of truth at once burst upon my mind and I perceived most clearly that the republicans had overreached themselves. ↗

— Francis Bond Head

#arrived #burst #clearly #darkness #had

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#before #dared #darkness #deep #doubting

Life's markers are never just for one moment in time. Every event holds a key. Each builds upon the other and becomes an indicator towards a higher purpose. ↗

— Nikki Rosen

#faith #hope #key #life #time

I was girly and friendly and my family life was happy but many days I felt like I was on the inside what Chase was on the outside. I always believed I was a happy person with a sad soul. I felt like I had had tragedy in my life when I hadn’t. Somehow, without having experienced what he had, his scars resonated with me. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#happy-person #love #pain #sad #sad-soul

Lately, Mami’s eyes have been so dark, I don’t like looking into them because I’m afraid I’ll fall in. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#eyes #family-relationships #mami #mothers-and-daughters #rocio

My music teacher offered twittering madrigals and something about how, in Italy, in Italy, the oranges hang on the tree. He treated me - the humiliation of it - as a soprano. These, by contrast, are the six elements of a Sacred Harp alto: rage, darkness, motherhood, earth, malice, and sex. Once you feel it, you can always do it. You know where to go for it, though it will cost you. ↗

— Mary Rose O'Reilley

#darkness #earth #evil #fasola #malice