“The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer's fear.”
Anne McCaffrey (1926–2011) American-Irish novelist
Leaving the City <br class="br"> Divers https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divers_(Joanna_Newsom_album) (2015) <br class="br">Context: In December of that year,<br>the word came down that she was here.<br>The days grew shorter.<br>I was sure, if she came 'round,<br>I’d hold my ground. I'd endure.<br>But they'd alluded to a change<br>that came to pass,<br>and Spring, deranged,<br>weeping grass and sleepless,<br>broke herself upon my windowglass.<br>And I could barely breathe, for seeing<br>all the splintered light that leaked her fissures,<br>fleeing, launched in flight:<br>unstaunched daylight, brightly bleeding,<br>bleached the night with dawn, deleting,<br>in that high sun,<br>after our good run,<br>when the spirit bends<br>beneath knowing it must end.
“The blackest night must end in dawn, the light dispel the dreamer's fear.”
Anne McCaffrey (1926–2011) American-Irish novelist
Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811–1896) Abolitionist, author
Reported in James Freeman Clarke, Book of Worship for the Congregation and the Home (1852), p. 431.
“A man’s word must be as good as an oath sworn beneath the Light or it was no good at all.”
Robert Jordan (1948–2007) American writer
Source: (January 2004), Chapter 1: The Hook. p. 6
“The light
Begin to bleed,
Begin to breathe,
Begin to speak.
D'you know what?
I love you better now.”
Kate Bush (1958) British recording artist; singer, songwriter, musician and record producer
Song lyrics, Hounds of Love (1985), The Ninth Wave
Madeleine L'Engle (1918–2007) American writer
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The Crosswicks Journal, A Circle of Quiet (1972)
Context: Gregory of Nyssa points out that Moses's vision of God began with the light, with the visible burning bush, the bush which was bright with fire and was not consumed; but afterwards, God spoke to him in a cloud. After the glory which could be seen with human eyes, he began to see the glory which is beyond and after light.
The shadows are deepening all around us. Now is the time when we must begin to see our world and ourselves in a different way.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) English Romantic poet
To Night http://www.readprint.com/work-1379/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley (1821), st. 1