Whereas what we need is to fumble around in the darkness, because that's where our lives (not necessarily all of the time, but at least some of the time, and particularly when life gets problematical for us) takes place.

But not all paths are immediately clear, and although it’s scary to walk a path we’re not sure leads anywhere, that’s what life asks of us. To trust that we’re going to be ok walking in the dark.

May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.

If you are afraid of the dark, you seek the light. But what do you do when even the light is filled with terrors?

We all walk in the dark and each of us must learn to turn on his or her own light.

Say!
In the dark?
Here in the dark!
Would you, could you, in the dark?

Anything that can go wrong with armed men in the light can go twice as wrong in the dark.

In the dark I'm so far from the stop light

Darkness or not, she moves rapidly around, reaching, touching cobwebs, cheese, slating shelves, the pallet interfering with each step. If she trumbles, she is not aware of it because she does not know where her body stops, which part of her is an arm, a foot or a knee. She feels like an ice cake torn away from the solid surface of the stream, floating on darkness, thick and crashing against the edges of things around it. Breakable, meltable and cold.

If you're solving someone else's problem, you're constantly stabbing in the dark. When you solve your own problem, the light comes on.

We believe what we see.

So did Columbus. What do you do when you're in the dark?

We believe what we see.’...What do you do when you’re in the dark?

Life is one long struggle in the dark.

You have to work hard in the dark to shine in the light