Dante Alighieri Quotes

The streets were dark with something more than night.

To the darkness and the night, the spirits seem to have a natural claim - it is their realm; the boldest of us have sometimes felt an unaccountable creeping in the thick darkness.

I don't like the dark. I really am afraid of the dark.

See you in the darkness.

Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me.

Night wasn't so much falling as sharpening its claws.

You can't stand up to the night until you understand what's hiding in its shadows.

The wolf was at the door. His shadow spilled into the room, taking it over.

The night has a capacity for terror that the day can never match.

I am the shadow on the moon at night/Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.

This city belongs to ghosts, to murderers, to sleepwalkers. Where are you, in what bed, in what dream?

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight.

Night will always be a time of fear and insecurity, and the heart will sink with the sun.

Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! - Abigail

Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it’s heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.

The night was dark, and a cold wind blew, driving the clouds, furiously and fast, before it. There was one black, gloomy mass that seemed to follow him: not hurrying in the wild chase with the others, but lingering sullenly behind, and gliding darkly and stealthily on. He often looked back at this, and, more than once, stopped to let it pass over; but, somehow, when he went forward again, it was still behind him, coming mournfully and slowly up, like a shadowy funeral train.

Ignorance is the womb of monsters.

What are you?" I rasped. It smiled. "Whatever scares you.

Late last night and the night before, tommyknockers, tommyknockers knocking on my door. I wanna go out, don't know if I can 'cuz I'm so afraid of the tommyknocker man.

By the apostle Paul, shadows tonight Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers.

Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joyand fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, Swift be thy flight!

The barbarians come out at night.

October was always the least dependable of months ... full of ghosts and shadows.