#light

If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if solid, fluid; if hard, soft; if rough, smooth; if calm, tempest; if prosperity, adversity; if life, death. ↗

— Pythagoras

#death #life #light #death

There is no heaven or hell. No matter what you do while you're alive, everybody goes to the same place once you die. Death is Equal. ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#light-yagami #ryuk #shinigami #death

I am justice! ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#death

I thought you were supposed to be pretending I don’t exist, not irritating me to death. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#twilight #death

For the first time in her life she could see perfectly well how a person arrived on that flight path: needing an alternative to the present so badly, the only doorway was a high window. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#life

The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, peephole after peephole--- A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#light #night #poetry #stars #death

Everyone knew what he was thinking. Certainly there were demons in the world. But they were like Tehlu’s angels. They were like heroes and kings. They belonged in stories. They belonged out there. Taborlin the Great called up fire and lightning to destroy demons. Tehlu broke them in his hands and sent them howling into the nameless void. Your childhood friend didn’t stomp one to death on the road to Baedn-Bryt. It was ridiculous. ↗

— Patrick Rothfuss

#death

It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it. ↗

— Amanda Hocking

#death

I wanted to feel the blood running back into my veins, even at the cost of annihilation. I wanted to shake the stone and light out of my system. I wanted the dark fecundity of nature, the deep well of the womb, silence, or else the lapping of the black waters of death. I wanted to be that night which the remorseless eye illuminated, a night diapered with stars and trailing comets. To be of night so frighteningly silent, so utterly incomprehensible and eloquent at the same time. Never more to speak or to listen or to think. ↗

— Henry Miller

#blood #eloquent #fecundity #incomprehensible #light

I will reign over a new world! ↗

— Tsugumi Ohba

#kira #light-yagami #death