Dark Existence Quotes

For the world is Hell, and men are on the one hand the tormented souls and on the other the devils in it.

Life is a hideous thing, and from the background behind what we know of it peer daemoniacal hints of truth which make it sometimes a thousandfold more hideous.

In Prison Wearily, drearily, Half the day long, Flap the great banners High over the stone; Strangely and eerily Sounds the wind's song, Bending the banner-poles. While, all alone, Watching the loophole's spark, Lie I, with life all dark, Feet tethered, hands fettered Fast to the stone, The grim walls, square lettered With prisoned men's groan. Still strain the banner-poles Through the wind's song, Westward the banner rolls Over my wrong.

What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.

Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, And shares the nature of infinity.

But a voice inside her whispered, There are no heroes, and she remembered what Lord Petyr had said to her, here in this very hall. 'Life is not a song, sweetling,' he'd told her, 'You may learn that one day to your sorrow.' In life, the monsters win, she told herself.

The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?

I was ripped from my body, I was less than spirit, less than the meanest ghost . . . but still, I was alive.