Dark Imagery Quotes

#1. It's so dark that I can hear the sea better than I can see it. Shhhhh, Shhhhh, it says, like I'm a fretful child and it's my mother, though if the sea were my mother, I'd rather have been an orphan.

Maggie Stiefvater

#2. Ballet is incestuous. This world is smaller than small.

David Hallberg

#3. A mud-stained sunlight began to splatter the sodden fields, and the hateful, nasal world of birds began to come to life. It seemed to me that I was coming out of a suffocating nightmare and that the low clouds flying before the wind were the shreds of an evil dream.

Blaise Cendrars

#4. It felt as if I'd been teleported to the dark side of the moon, forced to gaze out at the stars and wonder which one I'd come from.

Heather Heffner

#5. It's not completely inconceivable that someday you'll be able to download your own memories.

Juan Enriquez

#6. Alf Todd," said Ukridge, soaring to an impressive burst of imagery, "has about as much chance as a one-armed blind man in a dark room trying to shove a pound of melted butter into a wild cat's left ear with a red-hot needle.

P.G. Wodehouse

#7. The stars have come to the earth, and the ocean has turned over the ground; dark waves meet the sky.

Ally Condie

#8. I made it to Oxford, but it is not that I am particularly clever, much more that I am a worker bee.

Emilia Fox

#9. The last of us could be the very best of us who ever roamed the earth, the great exemplars of a humanity we used to dream of becoming before we got wise to the reality that we are just a mob always in the market for new recruits.

Thomas Ligotti

#10. The type of adverts to be found on television and in glossy magazines are visually designed to have a power over the mind before they can even be questioned. The dark side of my work, primarily concerns the internal mechanisms of visual imagery and how these mechanisms address the mind.

Mat Collishaw

#11. Everything sinful is glamorous these days, isn't it?

Aimee Agresti

#12. What! Sex in the car? Can't we just do it on the cool marble of the lobby floor ... please?
Ana's thoughts

E.L. James

#13. But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.

John Updike