"You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn’t he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole."

"But I know I live half alive in the world,
Half my life belongs to the wild darkness."

"Faithless is he who says ‘Farewell,’ as soon as the road darkens."

"I believe there’s a common ground in what all gifted writers write. It has to do with their wish to turn darkness into light."

"Don’t depend too much on anyone in this world because even your own shadow leaves you when you are in darkness."

"For darkness restores what light cannot repair."

"I am death and when I love you, it’s forever. And why shouldn’t you love me back? I know that sometimes you fantasize about me, lay in bed at night wondering how and when I will come and what I will look like when I do. Am I a knight in shining armor? A fiery dog of hell? Do I look like a vampire? A skeleton, a ghost? You imagine me taking you into my arms, embracing you, comforting you, “There, there,” I say, kissing away your tears, “I’ll make those awful things go away. Life won’t be a burden to you anymore, I promise."

"All colors will agree in the dark."

"Sometimes this genius goes dark and sinks down into the bitter well of his heart."

"Why don’t I commit suicide? Because I am as sick of death as I am of life. I should be cast into a flaming caldron! Why am I on this earth? I feel the need to cry out, to utter a savage scream that will set the world atremble with dread. I am like a lightening bolt ready to set the world ablaze and swallow it all in the flames of my nothingness. I am the most monstrous being in history, the beast of the apocalypse full of fire an darkness, of aspirations and despair. I am the beast with a contorted grin, contracting down to an illusion and dilating towards infinity, both growing and dying, delightfully suspended between hope for nothing and despair of everything, brought up among perfumes and poisons, consumed with love and hatred, killed by lights and shadows. My symbol is the death of light and the flame of death. Sparks die in me only to be reborn as thunder and lightening. Darkness itself glows in me."

"Keep a balance of Light and dark. Do not let the light blind you; but do not let the dark conceal you."

" Whenever she thought she could not feel more alone, the universe peeled back another layer of darkness. "

"I’ve given up. I can’t stand it anymore. The days drag by. I’m choked by food, the daylight that shouts at me every morning to get up. The sleep which is only dreams that chase me. Or the darkness that rustles with ghosts and memories. Has it ever occurred to you that the worse off people are, the less they complaint? In the end, they’re quite silent. They’re living creatures with nerves, eyes, and hands, vast armies of victims. The light that rises and falls heavily. The cold that comes. The darkness. The heat. The smell. They are all silent."