Dark Love Story Quotes

#1. I read 'Rebecca' when I was a teenager and was swept away by the powerful voice, the gut wrenching suspense and the dark, twisted love story at its center.

Lisa Unger

#2. The chemists are a strange class of mortals, impelled by an almost insane impulse to seek their pleasures amid smoke and vapour, soot and flame, poisons and poverty; yet among all these evils I seem to live so sweetly that may I die if I were to change places with the Persian king.

Johann Joachim Becher

#3. I arrived here a King's Hand, riding through the gates at the head of my own sworn men, Tyrion reflected, and I leave like a rat scuttling through the dark, holding hands with a spider.

George R R Martin

#4. I didn't want to be the woman who gave herself over willingly to the first man to notice her. I didn't want to be the stupid girl in every novel who loved without question and entered relationships that didn't make sense.

Destinee Hardwick

#5. Today I believe in the possibility of love; that is why I endeavor to trace its imperfections, its perversions.

Frantz Fanon

#6. Chess teaches that actions have consequences and the wise man - or woman - will always look to the endgame ...

Tiffany Reisz

#7. I hold my hand out to her again. "Come on, fall with me." I mean that in more than one way and I hope she catches my meaning. I'm hoping she's falling for me like I'm falling for her.

Rachael Duncan

#8. There is no reason why anyone should understand how it works ... and of course no reason why anyone should care ... unless you are curious, in which case I love you, for curiosity about the world and all its corners is a beautiful thing.

Stephen Fry

#9. I've never heard a girl say, 'hey, look at that bulge, I'm gonna put that in my rub scrub.

Lina Andersson

#10. I love to be scared. Not, 'Hey, I think I smell smoke ... ' scared, but creepy, paranoid, what's-that-out-there-in-the-dark, ghost story scared. It's no surprise that I was the girl who got invited to the slumber parties because I could be counted on to tell a tale to scare the bejesus out of you.

Libba Bray

#11. God sat over the dark nothing and wrote you and me specifically into the story, and He put us in specifically with the sunsets in the rainstorms as though to say, Enjoy your place in My story, the very beauty of it means it's not about you, and in time that will give you comfort.

Donald Miller

#12. Citizenship in New York is now worth no more than citizenship in Arkansas, for it is open to any applicant from the marshes of Bessarabia, and, still worse, to any applicant from Arkansas.

H.L. Mencken

#13. For a long time, my subconscious rested in a dark place, ticking through memories like a jukebox selecting a record ...

Chelsie Shakespeare

#14. God has promised to supply our needs. What we don't have now we don't need now.

Elisabeth Elliot

#15. If it was possible for two people to make sparks, simply by connecting at their lips, I would think we would have been a firework display in the dark.

Kristen Hope Mazzola

#16. And me, standing under the splintered night,
catching fractured glimpses into the black behind the black,
hearing the prayers of stars, the angry whispers of the dark summer night.

Its voice cracks,
on your name.

My eyes close,
on your name.

Marlen Komar

#17. A man should be more original than a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates. Flowers die and sugar sticks to your hips like a permanent record to a criminal.

Dannika Dark

#18. The ideal story is that of two people who go into love step for step, with a fluttered consciousness, like a pair of children venturing together into a dark room.

Robert Louis Stevenson

#19. At Ozon, salaries are evaluated every year based on market benchmarks which are gender neutral.

Maelle Gavet

#20. In the dark you looked so human in your skin that I called you human in my head and didn't want you then and felt relieved: a love story.

Melissa Broder

#21. I love a big, character-rich story with a dark heart, with a compelling mystery or some kind of ticking clock at its center. I want to be lured in by prose, captured by character, and bound by stellar plotting to keep turning the pages.

Lisa Unger

#22. With strength to meet sorrow, and faith to endure

Frances Sargent Osgood

#23. Don't be sorry. You could hurt me a thousand different ways and I'd love it every time.

Heather Crews

#24. I wonder if there is a dark side to every great love story. With great love comes great hurt. I wonder if it is inevitable.

Sarah Jio

#25. If you're going to make music, you need to find the context in which it might be enjoyed.

The Irresistible Force

#26. My lord, I'd rather be alone."
His smile vanished. Not a single muscle in his body bulged, but the color of his eyes turned to dark ashes.
"And I'd rather not.

Chris Lange

#27. The divorce papers remained unopened in the crisp yellow envelope. He had thrown it on his desk without a backward glance. Between his lashes, his dark chocolate eyes burned with fury but there was something else in the depths that she hadn't seen in a long time, passion.

Suzan Battah

#28. We hit every jazz and blues club on and off Bourbon Street, dancing and drinking until we girls were drunk enough to go with the boys to the strip clubs which outnumbered all other businesses in the French Quarter. Here is where my solution unfolded.

Darwun St. James

#29. All over the world, the idea of creating an melange of international musics, it's a very healthy thing.

Robert Plant

#30. I've been reading scripts where they've been doing a lot of singing now, but within the dark, realistic story line. I would love, love, love, love to do that. But not a musical on Broadway, I don't have that kind of energy or stamina.

Alia Shawkat

#31. Ariadne made an impression on you, and that's great. But life is not literature. Sooner or later, the spell wears off, the romantic feelings disappear, and you're left watching somebody's body disintegrate. You start with a love story, you end up manacled to an hourglass, watching the sands run out.

Paul Murray

#32. The sports of children satisfy the child.

Oliver Goldsmith

#33. His love with Lucy bled from his heart as he slipped into a dark despair - a melancholy that only she could sever with her chaste voice and tender kisses. Now in an unreachable darkness, a blindness took hold. A blood lust that would drive him mad for five years hence.

Solange Nicole