Here, like everywhere else, laughing and singing, dancing and dreaming are not exactly the whole of reality; and for one ray of sun shining on the hut, the rest of the village remains in the dark.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Sometimes there is no darker place than our thoughts, the moonless midnight of the mind.
When you grow up in one town and your life revolves around it, you are very aware of any darkness on the edge of town. That's because it's scary and it's inviting.
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
'The Waking Dark' is about what happens when something awakens a town's darkest impulses and unleashes them on the world.
The notion of the world as a village is becoming a reality.
Being in the woods at night is a beautiful thing.
In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.
I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
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