Best empty & dark Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

Source: A Wizard of Earthsea

“I guess I just prefer to see the dark side of things. The glass is always half-empty. And cracked. And I just cut my lip on it. And chipped a tooth.”

Funny Sides Dark Half Cutting Empty Lips Glasses Teeth Sarcastic Pessimism Dark Side Cracked Half Empty

Author:Janeane Garofalo

“All gambling is the telling of a fortune, but of a monstrously depleted fortune, empty of everything save one numerical circumstance, shorn of all such richness as a voyage across the water, a fair man that loves you, a dark woman that means you harm.”

Men Mean Water Dark Love You Circumstances Fairs Empty Fortune Harm Gambling Richness Voyages

Book:The Thinking Reed

Source: The Thinking Reed

“Now, writing every day, and being paid for it and encouraged to do it, it was as if, in the midst of the clich?d dark and stormy night, I found the magical inn, its windows golden lit, and Summer was due to start tomorrow. I can only work at one thing well. Deprive me of that, and my "back-up plan," even now, will be the empty, stormy, darkened heath -- where, incidentally, even unpublished, somehow I'll still be writing.”

Ifs Writing Wells Stills I Can Night Found Dark Plans One Thing Tomorrow Summer Window Empty Paid Dues Golden Midst Lit Stormy Inns Writing Every Day Stormy Nights

Author:Tanith Lee

“With their tinted windows up, the cars of the rich go like dark eggs down the roads of Delhi. Every now and then an egg will crack open a woman's hand, dazzling with gold bangles, stretches out an open window, flings an empty mineral water bottle onto the road and then the window goes up, and the egg is resealed.”

Hands Water Dark Rich Car Window Empty Gold Eggs Cracks Bottles Now And Then Minerals Fling Dazzling Delhi Water Bottles Bangles Mineral Water

Book:The White Tiger

Source: The White Tiger

“Looking up at the stars, I know quite well That, for all they care, I can go to hell, But on earth indifference is the least We have to dread from man or beast. How should we like it were stars to burn With a passion for us we could not return? If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Admirer as I think I am Of stars that do not give a damn, I cannot, now I see them, say I missed one terribly all day. Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time.”

“That's what being shy feels like. Like my skin is too thin, the light too bright. Like the best place I could possibly be is in a tunnel far under the cool, dark earth. Someone asks me a question and I stare at them, empty-faced, my brain jammed up with how hard I'm trying to find something interesting to say. And in the end, all I can do is nod or shrug, because the light of their eyes looking at me, waiting for me, is just too much to take. And then it's over and there's one more person in the world who thinks I'm a complete and total waste of space.”

“Unwearied, and with springing steps elate, I had conveyed my wealth along the road. The empty sack proved now a heavier load: I was borne down beneath its worthless weight. I stumbled on, and knocked at Death's dark gate. There was no answer. Stung by sorrow's goad I forced my way into that grim abode, And laughed, and flung Life's empty sack to Fate.”

Way Wealth Dark Answers Steps Fate Sadness Sorrow Sad Empty Weight My Way Gates Laughed Load Worthless Grim Abode

Book:Leafs On An Idle Breeze - My Inspirational Poems (Annotated Edition)

Source: Leafs On An Idle Breeze - My Inspirational Poems (Annotated Edition)

“At 10 minutes to seven on a dark, cool evening in Mexico City in 1968, John Stephen Akwari of Tanzania painfully hobbled into the Olympic Stadium-the last man to finish the marathon. The winner had already been crowned, and the victory ceremony was long finished. So the stadium was almost empty and Akwari - alone, his leg bloody and bandaged - struggled to circle the track to the finish line. When asked why he had continued the grueling struggle, the young man from Tanzania answered softly: My country did not send me 9,000 miles to start the race. They sent me 9,000 miles to finish the race.”

“How very dull our lives would be without literature! How very much dark and poor, how so sad and empty the world would be!”

World Would Be Literature Dark Poor Our Lives Empty Dull So Sad

Author:Mehmet Murat Ildan

“The poison was brewed in these West lands but it has spat itself everywhere by now. However far you went you would find the machines, the crowded cities, the empty thrones, the false writings, the barren beds: men maddened with false promises and soured with true miseries, worshipping the iron works of their own hands, cut off from Earth their Mother and from the Father in Heaven. You might go East so far the East became West and you returned to Britain across the great Ocean, but even so you would not have come out anywhere into the light. The shadow of one dark wing is over all Tellus.”

Source: That Hideous Strength

“Technique to me is a kind of a ... I'm reluctant to talk about it because it seems so obvious to me what good technique is. I mean, you sit down, you shut up, and you pay attention is basically the good technique. And then the footnotes add; on an empty stomach, in a dark room, feeling comfortable.”

Kind Mean Feelings Seems Dark Rooms Pay Attention Comfortable Empty Add Obvious Technique Pay Attention Stomach Shut Up Reluctant Dark Room Footnotes Empty Stomach

Author:Terence McKenna

“The further he raided, the closer he came to the other rooms. Those unused, cobwebbed chambers of her heart. Would he dare to venture there? She doubted. Jumping off a cliff was a flashy sort of courage, but a man would need true strength and valor to break through those padlocked doors. There were dark, uncharted spaces within her that had been built to house love, and even she was afraid to explore them. Terrified to learn just how vast and how achingly empty they truly were.”

“And talking about dark! You think dark is just one color, but it ain't. There're five or six kinds of black. Some silky, some woolly. Some just empty. Some like fingers. And it don't stay still, it moves and changes from one kind of black to another. Saying something is pitch black is like saying something is green. What kind of green? Green like my bottles? Green like a grasshopper? Green like a cucumber, lettuce, or green like the sky is just before it breaks loose to storm? Well, night black is the same way. May as well be a rainbow.”

Thinking Way Wells Kind May Stills Moving Night Black Dark Talking Break Five Sky Color Six Empty Green Fingers Storm Just One Bottles Rainbow Lettuce Cucumbers Grasshoppers Pitch Black

Author:Toni Morrison

“Or have I passed my time in pouring words like water into empty sieves, rolling a stone up a hill and then down again, trying to prove an argument in the teeth of facts, and looking for causes in the dark, and not finding them?”

Trying Facts Causes Water Dark Prove Findings Argument Stones Empty Teeth Hills My Time Rolling Pouring

Book:Delphi Collected Works of William Hazlitt (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Collected Works of William Hazlitt (Illustrated)

“Now they are empty, Ramon replied with a shrug of broad, muscled shoulders on his six-foot-three-inch frame....For the first time, a glint of humor touched Ramon Galverra's finely sculpted mouth and arrogant dark eyes.”

Firsts Eye Three Dark Feet Six Mouths First Time Empty Shoulders Touched Broads Inches Arrogant Dark Eyes

Book:Tender Triumph

Source: Tender Triumph

“Look...at...me..." he whispered. The green eyes found the black, but after a second, something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank, and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more.”

Looks Hands Eye Found Black Dark Empty Green Moved Depth Leaving Fixed Pairs Blank Look At Me Snape Green Eyes Hand Holding

Author:J. K. Rowling

“What's prayer? It's shooting shafts into the dark. What mark they strike, if any, who's to say? It's reaching for a hand you cannot touch. The silence is so fathomless that prayers like plummets vanish into the sea. You beg. You whimper. You load God down with empty praise. You tell him sins that he already knows full well. You seek to change his changeless will. Yet Godric prays the way he breathes, for else his heart would wither in his breast. Prayer is the wind that fills his sail. Else drift with witless tides. And sometimes, by God's grace, a prayer is heard.”

“It's that moon again, slung so fat and low in the tropical night, calling out across a curdled sky and into the quivering ears of that dear old voice in the shadows, the Dark Passenger, nestled snug in the backseat of the Dodge K-car of Dexter's hypothetical soul. That rascal moon, that loudmouthed leering Lucifer, calling down across the empty sky to the dark hearts of the night monsters below, calling them away to their joyful playgrounds.”

Heart Soul Night Voice Dark Sky Car Calling Moon Lows Shadow Empty Ears Dear Monsters Fats Joyful Passengers Playgrounds Lucifer Tropical Dodge Hypothetical Rascals Backseat

Book:Dearly Devoted Dexter

Source: Dearly Devoted Dexter

“On those occasions when he had killed in the dark, he later needed to see his victims' faces because, in some unlit corner of his heart, he half expected to find his own face looking up at him, ice-white and dead-eyed. "Deep down," the dream-victim had said, "You know that you're already dead yourself, burnt out inside. You realize that you have far more in common with your victims after you've killed them than before.”

Knows Heart Said Dream Faces Realizing Dark White Common Half Needed Empty Victim Corners Expected Ice Occasions Deep Down Numb Burnt Out

Author:Dean Koontz

“For once, he slept first. She lay in the dark, listening to him breathe, stealing a little of his warmth as her own body cooled. Since he was asleep, she stroked his hair. "I love you," she murmured. "I love you so much, I'm stupid about it." With a sigh, she settled down, closed her eyes, and willed her mind to empty. Beside her, Roarke smiled into the dark. He never slept first.”

Mind Firsts Littles Body Eye Dark Love You Stupid Hair Listening Empty Lays Breathe Stealing Warmth Her Eyes Sigh Love You So Much I Love You So Much

Book:J. D. Robb In Death Collection

Source: J. D. Robb In Death Collection

“It seemed like the best weapons in my life had always been the most innocuous: empty plastic bins, a blank CD, an unmarked syringe, my smile in a dark room.”

Dark Rooms Weapons Empty Plastic Blank Cds Dark Room My Smile

Book:Forever

Source: Forever

“Valuing knowledge above all else results in a lust for power, and that leads men into dark and empty places.”

Men Dark Results Empty Lust Lust For Power Empty Places

Book:Divergent Series Ultimate Four-Book Collection: Divergent; Insurgent; Allegiant; Four

Source: Divergent Series Ultimate Four-Book Collection: Divergent; Insurgent; Allegiant; Four

“she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita”

Knows Remember Night Dark Walks Empty Faster Shiver

Author:Laurell K. Hamilton

“Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale— you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath— the night is done. You are light and morning.”

Ends Done Light Eye Night House Lost Stars Dark Cities Steps Morning Streets Sweet Wind Mouths Stones Empty Breaths Breathe Awakening Hills Dawn Gray Warmth Breeze Empty Streets Trill

Author:Cesare Pavese

“The life I walk binds my hands it makes me take things that I don’t understand I walk this dark world unknowing of what they hold true, forgetting the me I once knew, until you. The life I walk eternally was all I knew nothing more held me here to this earth until you. I feel the pain of every heart I take I feel the desire to replace all that I have grown to hate Darkness holds me close but the light still draws my empty soul The emptiness where I used pain to fill the hole no longer controls me, no longer calls me because of you.”

World Feels Heart Stills Soul Hands Light Earth Pain Used Desire Hate Dark Walks Forget Darkness Draws Empty Holes Emptiness Call Me Hold Me Because Of You Unknowing Dark World Empty Souls

Author:Abbi Glines

“An empty day, though clear and bright, Is just as dark as any night.”

Inspirational Night Dark Clear Empty

Book:The diary of a young girl

Source: The diary of a young girl

“Now, almost one hundred years later, it is difficult to fully appreciate how much our picture of the universe has changed in the span of a single human lifetime. As far as the scientific community in 1917 was concerned, the universe was static and eternal, and consisted of a one single galaxy, our Milky Way, surrounded by vast, infinite, dark, and empty space. This is, after all, what you would guess by looking up at the night sky with your eyes, or with a small telescope, and at the time there was little reason to suspect otherwise.”

“Somehow the killing of the giant spider, all alone by himself in the dark without the help of the wizard or the dwarves or of anyone else, made a great difference to Mr. Baggins. He felt a different person, and much fiercer and bolder in spite of an empty stomach, as he wiped his sword on the grass and put it back into its sheath.”

Persons Made Different Helping Felt Differences Dark Empty Killing Grass Giants Spite Stomach Spiders Wizards All Alone Dwarves Empty Stomach Great Hobbit

Book:The Hobbit

Source: The Hobbit

“Evil is simple and empty. Evil has no mysterious depths. We stare into a dark hole and fill it with our fears, but it is only a hole.”

Evil Dark Simple Empty Depth Holes Mysterious Staring

Author:Brent Weeks

“So this is the young man who has intentions toward my little girl." Bobby shifted in his seat and crossed his legs. "It is not fun on this side of the table, is it, Robert?" Uncle Eddie huffed, and Kat had to remember that once upon a time her mother had been a dark-haired girl in that kitchen, and her dad had been the stray she'd brought home. She watched the two men looking at Hale as if they'd never before laid eyes on him. "He's better-looking than the last vagabond I had to take in," Eddie said, standing and carrying empty bowls to the sink. "I'll give him that.”

“But wishes were empty thoughts, cast down a dark hole. They didn't come true unless you worked for them. I'd learned that about the world, if nothing more.”

Ifs World Wish Dark Empty Casts Holes Horde

Book:Horde

Source: Horde

“Sometimes I could almost hate you because you don't understand how much you mean to me, how dark and empty I was before. Solnyshko moyo.”

Mean Sometimes Hate Dark Empty Hate You

Book:Horde

Source: Horde

“Love is most nearly itself When here and now cease to matter. Old men ought to be explorers Here or there does not matter We must be still and still moving Into another intensity For a further union, a deeper communion Through the dark cold and the empty desolation, The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters Of the petrel and the porpoise.”

Source: Cuatro cuartetos: Precedido por La roca y Asesinato en la Catedral

“I call the light and high aspects of my being spirit and the dark and heavy aspects soul. Soul is at home in the deep, shaded valleys. Heavy torpid flowers saturated with black grow there. The rivers flow like warm syrup. They empty into huge oceans of soul. Spirit is a land of high white peaks and glittering jewel-like lakes and flowers. Life is sparse and sounds travel great distances. There is soul music, soul food, and soul love... People need to climb the mountain not simple because it is there But because the soulful divinity needs to be mated with the spirit.”

“It's a physical urge, huger and stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is a spot that yearns, that longs, that pleads for the jolt of a bullet. I want that rage, that fire, that final empty rip. I want to be let out of this dark cavern, to open myself up to the ease of not-living. I am tired of sorrow and struggle and worry. ... I want to turn out the last light.”

Want Light Lasts Turns Left Sex Sides Dark Worry Struggle Fire Sorrow Empty Stronger Tired Finals Rage Spots Ease Urges Bullets Thirst Suicidal Halfway Rip Caverns

Author:Jean Hegland

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