Richelle Mead Quotes

The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.

In every winter's heart there is a quivering spring, and behind the veil of each night there is a shining dawn.

I clung to that spark of hope, nurturing it into a small flame that chased some of the shadows in my heart away.

Even if our efforts of attention seem for years to be producing no result, one day a light that is in exact proportion to them will flood the soul.

In the midst of darkness, light persists.

In the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists.

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.

Hope is patience with the lamp lit.

There's a darkness that everyone must face, it wants to take what's good and fair and lay it all to waste. And that darkness covers everything in sight, until it meets a single point of light.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.

In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realization taht the companion of night is not another night, that the companion of night is day, that darkness always gives way to light, and that death rules only half of creation, life the other half.

The flame of the diya, or lamp, reminds us that light will ultimately triumph over darkness.

Faith is the bird that sings while it is yet dark.

Never are we nearer the Light than when the darkness is deepest.

There is no other course but the one we have chosen, except the course of humiliation and darkness, after which there will be no bright sign in the sky or brilliant light on earth? All this will make us more patient and steadfast, and better prepared for the battle which God blesses and which good men support. Then there will only be a glorious conclusion, where a brilliant sun will clear the dust of battle, and where the clouds of battles will be dispelled.

Even in the winter, in the midst of the storm, the sun is still there. Somewhere above the clouds, it still shines and warms and pulls at the life buried deep inside the brown branches and frozen earth.

That’s what’s so gorgeous about humanity. It doesn’t matter how bleak our daily lives are, we still fight for the light. I think that’s our divinity. We lean into love, even in the most hideous circumstances. We manage to hope.

The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

HOPE sustains us through despair. Hope teaches that there is reason to rejoice...even when all seems dark around us.