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"Maybe the devil in human beings isn't the reflection of the devil, perhaps the devil is only a reflection of the savagery and brutality of our kind. Maybe what we've done is create the devil in our own image."
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"His words were almost soundless. 'I've gotten to a really dark place, Melly. The darkest place I've ever been.'You don't have to be there anymore, ' she told him gently. 'Don't you know what happens at the darkest point of the day?'He stroked her soft lower lip with the ball of one thumb. 'What?'She rubbed her fingers soothingly along his muscled forearms. 'A beautiful, brand - new day begins, and it's all fresh and full of promise.' She smiled into his gaze. 'That's why magic in the fairy tales happens at midnight, you know. When you reach that point, you have the power to change everything."
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"From a good book, I want to be taken to the very edge. I want a glimpse into that outer darkness."
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"Put away these frozenjawed primates and their annals of ways beset and ultimate dark. What deity in the realms of dementia, what rabid god decocted out of the smoking lobes of hydrophobia could have devised a keeping place for souls so poor as is this flesh. This gawky wormbent tabernacle."
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"We stumble and fall constantly even when we are most enlightened. But when we are in true spiritual darkness, we do not even know that we have fallen."
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"There are different kinds of darkness, Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. "There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful. I pictured each. "There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good."
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"Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself."
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"If there's a place for me in Hell I hope it's next to someone like you."
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"It's hard to part the curtains when the dark holds such familiarity."
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"Crawled like a blind slug into the web."
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"Well, nowIf little by little you stop loving meI shall stop loving youLittle by littleIf suddenly you forget meDo not look for meFor I shall already have forgotten youIf you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my lifeAnd you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have rootsRememberThat on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my armsAnd my roots will set off to seek another land."
Romance
"Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that formsthe fruits, that plumps the grains, that curls seaweedsfilled your body with joy, and your luminous eyesand your mouth that has the smile of the water.A black yearning sun is braided into the strandsof your black mane, when you stretch your arms.You play with the sun as with a little brookand it leaves two dark pools in your eyes."
Sensuality
"I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees."
Romantic
"I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases....."
Appreciation
"I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
Passion
"I repeated: come with me, as if I were dying,and no one saw in my mouth the moon that was bleeding,no one saw the blood that was rising into the silence.Oh love, now let us forget the star with thorns!"
Loss
"Dark is the world's night without you my love."
Darkness
"To harden the earththe rocks took charge:instantlythey grew wings:the rocksthat soared:the survivorsflew upthe lightning bolt,screamed in the night,a watermark,a violet sword,a meteor.The succulentskyhad not only clouds,not only space smelling of oxygen,but an earthly stoneflashing here and therechanged into a dove,changed into a bell,into immensity, into a piercingwind:into a phosphorescent arrow,into salt of the sky."
Transformation
"I stalk certain words... I catch them in mid-flight, as they buzz past, I trap them, clean them, peel them, I set myself in front of the dish, they have a crystalline texture to me, vibrant, ivory, vegetable, oily, like fruit, like algae, like agates, like olives... I stir them, I shake them, I drink them, I gulp them down, I mash them, I garnish them... I leave them in my poem like stalactites, like slivers of polished wood, like coals, like pickings from a shipwreck, gifts from the waves... Everything exists in the word."
Language
"I love you in order to begin loving you,to start infinity againand never to stop loving you:that is why I do not love you yet."
Love
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