Dark Academia Quotes

“It always makes me a little sad when you laugh," Julian went on. "The way it sort of takes you by surprise. I love it, it has that sweet sincerity that's the best part of you, but it still kills me how you never seem to expect it. All I want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person I've ever met.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I hope you looked west while I was looking east, and that for a moment you met my eyes without knowing it. I know you never look away, ever when your eyes are closed, but I'm never certain you can see what's really there.
I miss you to pieces.
Yours Always
- J”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I always think of a passage from the Symposium, this allegory about people who started off as two halves of a whole, but then something cut them apart, and they spend their whole lives looking for their other half so they can fit themselves back together. And that's how it feels, it hurts, it's like I lost you before I was born.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“The question isn't whether magic is real. It's whether I can touch it without being consumed by it.”
― Victoria Lee, A Lesson in Vengeance

“A human life is a beautiful thing," he said. "You humans.... you feel. You feel so deeply that it consumes you. There were humans I kept a watch over, though I would blink and they'd be fifty, sixty
years older—and the time would come for me to meet them. For the longest time, I pitied them for their short lives. And I admit, Signa, that I have grown more callous with my age. But I have also grown to admire humans. They've such a short time to experience their lives, and so they must feel deeply. They must experience in one life-time things it's taken me an eternity to experience. When I see men like Elijah, rather than feel guilt for what I've done, I remember that he feels sorrow because he loved so deeply. And were I not real, Little Bird, were I not Death, he would never have experienced that love. So which is better? To live forever, or to live and love?”
― Adalyn Grace, Belladonna

“You are not cursed-you are a reaper. You are the night incarnate, the ferrier of souls. You are the bridge between the living and the dead—a caged bird that's ready to fly. So spread your wings, Signa Farrow, because you are limitless. Spread your wings, and oh, how we'll fly.”
― Adalyn Grace, Belladonna

“Don't resent me when I've only just gotten you, please, for I am what makes this world beautiful.”
― Adalyn Grace, Belladonna

“This girl who was soft at heart, who was both the vast, dark woods and the glorious light of a full moon, who was angry at all the thousand tiny ways she’d been hurt in her life.”
― Laura Steven, The Society For Soulless Girls

“She no longer feared what brewed within her, and
she was done making apologies for who she was. Signa would not just burn; she would ignite.”
― Adalyn Grace, Belladonna

“Sleep crawled on top of me like an affectionate, purring pet-”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

“What defines a romance? All scholars seem to converge on a single point: it is a story that must have a happy ending. And why is that? I say, it is because a romance is a belief in the impossible: that anything ends happily. For the only true end is death - and in this way, is romance not a rebuke of mortality? When love is here, I am not. When love is not, I am gone. Perhaps a romance is a story with no end at all; where the end is but a wardrobe with a false back, leading to stranger and more merciful words.

From an epistemological theory of romance by Dr. Edmund Huber, collected in the Llyrian Journal of Literary Criticism, 199 AD”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“We were never supposed to be in love; for everything that exists inside a heart eventually dies.”
― Laura Chouette, Profound Reverie

“She wouldn't understand that magic can be a metaphor, like Ellis said. That magic doesn't have to be magic for it to mean something. That sometimes magic is a salve over a burn, and it's the only way you can heal.”
― Victoria Lee, A Lesson in Vengeance

“I still feel ghosts around me: the ghosts of the five Dalloway girls who defied the boxes and coffins the world tried to put them in. The ghosts of other women who attended or worked at this school, but whose legacies were forgotten instead of deified. The ghosts of every girl who came here and felt history beneath her feet. But I'm not haunted anymore. Maybe I never was.”
― Victoria Lee, A Lesson in Vengeance

“I felt sure…that these creatures were never threatened by the grimness of history, either.”
― Elizabeth Kostova, The Historian

“...that means we’re in love,” His eyes were never leaving her lips, “madly so.”
The spirits waltzed across the leaves, enclosing two lovers, singing their own melody as the bodies became one.”
― Ezgi Yücebaş, Curse of the Stars

“You'll fight him. You'll hate him. And you'll still be his.”
― Ketley Allison, Resonance

“They think you are useless because you do not look like a sword.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Sisters of Northern Biri: A Gritty Dark Fantasy About Three Rogue Nuns, a Hungry Mimic, and the Bloody Truth of a Holy Lie

“They told you that magic belongs only to women so they could turn you into their weapons.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Sisters of Northern Biri: A Gritty Dark Fantasy About Three Rogue Nuns, a Hungry Mimic, and the Bloody Truth of a Holy Lie

“If we shed the blood of innocent sisters who are merely blinded by the same veil we once wore, we become the monsters.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Sisters of Northern Biri: A Gritty Dark Fantasy About Three Rogue Nuns, a Hungry Mimic, and the Bloody Truth of a Holy Lie

“You call him a monster because you only understand things you can whip, cage, or buy with silver.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Sisters of Northern Biri: A Gritty Dark Fantasy About Three Rogue Nuns, a Hungry Mimic, and the Bloody Truth of a Holy Lie

“It is so wrong to build a religion where fear is the only reason people come together.”
― Arabella Sveinsdottir, Sisters of Northern Biri: A Gritty Dark Fantasy About Three Rogue Nuns, a Hungry Mimic, and the Bloody Truth of a Holy Lie

“Because I don't want a quiet life, I want a brilliant one,”
― Ann Liang, I Am Not Jessica Chen

“Absolute nothing cannot be thought without becoming something for a subject.”
― Jay Romanovich, Ontological Nihilism and the Logic of the Empty World

“The empty world is not nothing; it is a formal object with logical properties.”
― Jay Romanovich, Ontological Nihilism and the Logic of the Empty World

“The quantum vacuum is not nothing; it is a structured physical state governed by laws, fluctuations, and energy.”
― Jay Romanovich, Ontological Nihilism and the Logic of the Empty World

“One moment, I’m stepping out of a dust-scented, fluorescent-lit library in a small Pennsylvania town. The next, I’m stumbling into a vast hall fit for a fantasy castle that smells of book pages, pine wood polish, and melted candle wax.
I gasp, clutching my chest as I inhale the dreamlike experience and try not to cry from wonder.
There’s so much to absorb. Towering ceilings with stained-glass windows that allow in fractured light. Unearthly architecture that melds stone, wood, and tile as if the materials grew together to form this grand hall. Gargoyles hold candelabras and also allow water to spill from their gaping mouths into black granite basins while limestone grotesques with menacing grins perch above entries to other rooms.
Rooms with bookshelves.”
― Lauren Connolly, The Monster Hunter's Librarian

“I distrust hunger when it wears scholarship’s robes.' — Magister Ilyra Venn”
― Maha Arshad, The Heir's Shadow

“I have always seen
myself as a tragic
happening that has
ever happened to a
body.”
― Sadia Hakim, The Weight of Tender Things

“I was going to ask you out.” Thomas sounded wretched. “I was just working up the nerve and she somehow knew. I guess she saw how I looked at you, even though you—you didn’t notice. She didn’t want us to change, us three. It had to be us three, she said, but I never would have cut her out. I just wanted to kiss you. I still”—his voice had gone so high and hoarse it kept cracking—“I still just want to kiss you all the time. We started arguing before we even got to the forest because she said ‘I forbid it’ and I-I flipped out and said you didn’t belong to her.”
― C. G. Drews