Dark

I used to fear the dark when I was a child, which is quite odd because I like it very much now. Well, must be because I'm gothic...

I know now that I do not need to fear the dark dreams. There always comes a brilliant burst of light, filling the universe of my eyes.

Or else the zing of lightning along my nerves.

And in the tensions, I learn new structures, new castles, new palaces.

And they are not in the air, but in my flesh.

Absence of light-the suffocation of enlightenment.

Which do you prefer: dark or milk chocolate?

The darker the night, the better it is to see the stars (bon mot from a frustrated city dweller).

Dark night is soft and tender and makes me smile.

On September eleventh in the year 2001 life was getting dark for many people in the world. Attacking the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center was a crime against humanity, and the day when it happened became a dark-black day in the history of the United States of America.

Please turn off the lights. It's much too bright. Try a candle – a tealight! The dark is softer and will help you more than a flourescent scream.

Dark enough, o prince, for your blue bedazzled eyes the moon alone in bleak and blackened skies.