Dark things have always existed but they used to be in a proper balance with good when life was slower.
I want to have an epic life. I want to tell my life with big adjectives. I want to forget all the grays in between, and remember the highlights and the dark moments.
We have a choice about how we take what happens to us in our life and whether or not we allow it to turn us. We can become consumed by hate and darkness, or we’re able to regain our humanity somehow, or come to terms with things and learn something about ourselves.
The eye which turns from a white object in the light of the sun and goes into a less fully lighted place will see everything as dark.
I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.