Dark Quotes - Page 6

In the darkness, fear my light.

Everyone is pretty enough in the dark,”
she whispered.
“No, they are not.” He kissed her before
pulling back abruptly, willing himself to stop.

You don’t need a sad soul
to feel the beauty of a dead grave
Just stay with the pale moon
when darkness wants the night to be brave

Her exceptional beauty also helps her to keep her secrets. Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

Darker and darker, he said; farther and farther yet. Death takes the good, the beautiful, and the young - and spares me. The Pestilence that wastes, the Arrow that strikes, the Sea that drowns, the Grave the closes over Love and Hope, are steps of my journey, and take me nearer and nearer to the End.

He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.

She was rage and vengeance, wrath and malice, in beautifully twisted human form.

since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light

Despite all the dark armor, the kohl liner, the black boots and chains, she saw him clearly now. She’d peered through the curtain of that cruel
calmness, through the death stare and the vampire sentiments and angst and, behind it all, had found true beauty.

The villains were always ugly in books and movies. Necessarily so, it seemed. Because if they were attractive - if their looks matched their charm and their cunning - they wouldn't only be dangerous.

They would be irresistible.

My heart has become a amazon of dark secrets ❤

Nothing is wrong. It’s merely what you think is right and wrong that has you confused.

I want to be your last thought at night, and your first taste at dawn.

Conquest was not satisfying if it began with a surrender.

I have no use for your body, for within its youth lies a rotten wench already deceased.

He gets away with it because he's strong.'
'This is the story of mankind.'
'I thought you were going to be a priest at one point.'
'Yes. But then I read the newspaper.

You are not one of Pentrigrel’s creations. This is not where you belong. He will not keep his word to you. He is concerned only with himself. You cannot condemn yourself to this over Lunette’s fate.

He kissed her, and the magic that had been building up steadily around them exploded, raining down in arcs of silver fire that made her half-remember a prophecy from her dreams.

One by one, they all will die.

Something had been set into motion.

We do not believe that light exists in spite of darkness. We believe that light exists because of it.

I cannot breathe, or see, nor swim,
My darkness is composed of him.