A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light.

All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.

As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.

Become a possibilitarian. No matter how dark things seem to be or actually are, raise your sights and see possibilities -- always see them, for they're always there.

Dark and difficult times lie ahead. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right and what is easy.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Do not let us speak of darker days; let us speak rather of sterner days. These are not dark days: these are great days - the greatest days our country has ever lived.

For every dark night, there's a brighter day

Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.

He whom love touches not walks in darkness

I find hope in the darkest of days, and focus in the brightest. I do not judge the universe.

In the increasingly convincing darkness the words become palpable, like a fruit that is too beautiful to eat.

It is better to light one small candle than to curse the darkness.

Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.

Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when youmove, fall like a thunderbolt.

Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.

Love is what carries you, for it is always there, even in the dark, or most in the dark, but shining out at times like gold stitches in a piece of embroidery.

One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.

Only in the darkness, you are able to see the stars.

Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.

Who makes us ignorant? We ourselves. We put our hands over our eyes and weep that it is dark.