“And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.”

Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years.

In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.

As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.

A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.

I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.

Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.

A louse in the locks of literature.

He makes no friend who never made a foe.

Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.

Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.

Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.

The old order changes yielding place to new.

And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.

I can fade to darkness too. Through fear or want or need, its true. If only to escape the truth; that loneliness abides with you.

We’re all going to have tests in our life… We never know when that test comes, but we know we have to be prepared for it. We’re all going to be tested. The dark energy is going to knock on all of our doors.

You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.

No one in the final analysis really fails to become a Christian because of lack of arguments; he fails to become a Christian because he loves darkness rather than light and wants nothing to do with God.

Why are humans so afraid to break, when it is stunning on the other side.

No one wants to get up at 4 and run when it’s pitch-dark, but it has to be done. The only reason i do it so early is because i believe the other guy isn’t doing it and that gives me a little edge.

All the things that I find beautiful have a darkness about them.

I like someone with a really good and dark sense of humour.