Karen Maitland Quotes

Anytime I float by a window, I can tell whether the outside is lit or if it's dark outside. When we're working it's just day for us with the lights on inside.

When you start hiding things away, that's when the darkness creeps up. Sunlight is the best disinfectant.

A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.

Space is dark but, of course, when we're on the sun side of the Earth, we're in full illumination and we have all the reflection of the Earth below us, beautiful blue Earth and we're in daylight. Only on the back side, opposite side of the sun, it seems like night to us, too.

He that does evil hates the light.

Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.

Blessed be the night, which conceals and protects things fair and foul with the same indifferent mantle.

I'm a dweller of the threshold and I'm waiting at the door, and I'm standing in the darkness, I don't want to wait no more.

It is not night when I do see your face.

Now that I look back, it seems to me that in all that deep darkness a miracle was preparing. So I am right to remember it as a blessed time, and myself as waiting in confidence, even if I had no idea what i was waiting for.

Felicity and I watch the dancers moving as one. They spin about like the earth on it's axis, enduring the dark, waiting for the sun.

Power remains strong when it remains in the dark; exposed to the sunlight it begins to evaporate.

Moroi shied from the sunlight but as I watched Sydney, I knew without a doubt that humans had been made for the sun.

Kitten, you still haven’t told her? Blimey, what are you waiting for?” “The Second Coming of Christ!” I snapped.

Stars hide your fires; let not light see my black and deep desires: The eyes wink at the hand; yet let that be which the eye fears, when it is done, to see

Lovers remain in the dark, working hard to keep out daylight.

It was as dark as the inside of a cabinet minister.

What must be remembered in any case is that secret complicity that joins the logical and the everyday to the tragic.

Daylight is nobody's friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp.

I find waiting unbearable because it makes me passive and negates me. I hate being nothing.

A thief loves the night. I am day. I reveal essences.

Stop squandering yourself, child. Wait for love.

The bane of sects, especially in Bengal, is that if any one happens to have a different opinion, he immediately starts a new sect, he has no patience to wait.

Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.

I have become very good at clearing histories.