Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
Perhaps everything terrible is, in its deepest being, something that needs our love.
We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.