Charles Dickens Quotes

There are two worlds: the world we can measure with line and rule, and the world that we feel with our hearts and imagination.

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. And from the inside, too, I'd duplicate Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate: Uncurtaining the night, I'd let dark glass Hang all the furniture above the grass, And how delightful when a fall of snow Covered my glimpse of lawn and reached up so As to make chair and bed exactly stand Upon that snow, out in that crystal land!

Its when the sun shines the brightest that our shadows appear the biggest

An increase in light gives an increase in darkness.

All I've ever wanted to do is darken the day and brighten the night.

Writers are two-home men - they want a place outside and a place within.

The dark is light enough.

It is still color, it is not yet light.

Shadow owes its birth to light.

There are dark shadows on the earth, but its lights are stronger in the contrast.

To attempt seeing Truth without knowing Falsehood. It is the attempt to see the Light without knowing the Darkness. It cannot be.

I'm drawn to the dark but not the nihilistic aspects, the relentless parts, of darkness.

When I was little there was a picture in one of our books, a dark place into which a single weak ray of light came slanting upon two faces lifted out of the shadow.

What darkness to you is light to me

If it weren't for the dark days, we wouldn't know what it is to walk in the light.

My childhood years were a balance of dark and light.

On dreary night let lusty sunshine fall.

The light can be a curtain as well as the darkness.

Not only do you become what you think about, but the world also becomes what you think about. Those who think that the world is a dark place are blind to the light that might illuminate their lives. Those who see the light of the world view the dark spots as merely potential light.

Perhaps [transgression] is like a flash of lightning in the night which, from the beginning of time, gives a dense and black intensity to the night it denies, which lights up the night from the inside, from top to bottom, yet owes to the dark the stark clarity of its manifestation, its harrowing and poised singularity.

My fancies are fireflies Specks of living light twinkling in the dark.

I believe in rainbows and all of that. But there are darker colors … and it's the shade that defines the light.

The star shines for everyone in the world, but in reality, it itself is surrounded in darkness.

To see a candle's light one must take it into a dark place.

The deepest dark reveals the starriest hope.