“We must pass through the darkness, to reach the light.”
“Life is like a candle, you must light it to see through the darkness.”
“My son," and the matronly voice seemed to smile, "you must walk through darkness to appreciate the light.”
“To me the outdoors is what you must pass through in order to get from your apartment into a taxicab.”
“Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is, in fact deep blue. And over there: lighter blue and blowing through the blues and blackness the winds swirling through the air and then shining, burning, bursting through: the stars! And you see how they roar their light. Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.”