It was still quite light out of doors, but inside with the curtains drawn and the smouldering fire sending out a dim, uncertain glow, the room was full of deep shadows.

The light from you is like I am being pulled into a death trap. When you start to dim the light, I start to worry when all you are doing is pulling me in deeper.

[Inside her stucco town house, the curtains were drawn and stillness prevailed.] That is why it is very painful to be interviewed or profiled, ... Because you think when you read the piece, Oh, that is how I come across, as someone who is too interested in stationery, or as someone who doesn't know how to spend money.

Mr. Disney believed everyone was still a child deep inside.

We went down, beat on all the doors but found all the curtains were still pulled.

It's hard to be a bright light in a dim world.