Dark Season 1 quotes

Will you tell me what the future's like?

The Stranger

I'm hoping that by tomorrow, it'll already be different from today.

The Stranger

We're not free in what we do, because we're not free in what we want. We can't overcome what's deep within us.

Expectations lead to disappointment. "Have hope," my mother used to say, "not expectations. You might just be surprised, but not disappointed."

Have you ever heard the term "bootstrap paradox"? Well, in a bootstrap paradox an artifact, or any information, is sent back to the past from the future. And this, in turn, creates an infinite cycle in which the artifact doesn't have a real origin anymore. It exists without ever having been created. To put it simply, this book has traveled back through time. It found me before I even wrote it. It's all a question of origin. Where is the beginning? When is the beginning? Is there a beginning at all? The world is full of such paradoxes.

Adam

Where did it all begin? Where did this begin? In the past? In the future? Who can say where anything begins? Will we ever be able to know the origin of it all, or will there always be something - something that came before, and before that, and before that? Is there a beginning and an end, or is everything connected in one endless loop? Do the words 'beginning' and 'end' describe the very same moment?

Jonas Kahnwald

I thought I had more time. Why does everyone say that? "To have time." How can we say that, when it's time that has us?

Adam

People are peculiar creatures. All their actions are driven by desire, their characters forged by pain. As much as they might try to suppress the pain, to repress desire they cannot liberate themselves from eternal servitude to their feelings. As long as the storm rages within them, they cant find peace, Not in life not in death. And so, day after day they will do all that must be done. Pain is their ship. Desire, their compass.

Jonas Kahnwald

What time are you from?

Martha Nielsen

The question isn't from what time, but from what world.

Hell is empty. And all the devils are here.

That's when I knew that nothing changes. That everything remains the same. The spinning wheel turns. Round and round. One destiny leads to the next. A thread, blood-red, connects all our actions.

I don't have a name. I was never given one.

Not all human connections are formed out of fondness.

[voiceover] Why do we die? What is death? Could we escape it if we knew when to expect it? Is the time of our departure predetermined? Our dying, part of an endless clockwork? We all have one truth in common. We are born and we die. No matter what path we take to get there.

Adam

[to Charlotte] Your path will always lead you here. To Elisabeth. To me. Time plays a cruel game. Have you decided? Just one more day and we can unravel this knot once and for all. But you must...like us all, play your part in it. Will you do your part? Eva will never achieve her goal. Her world is no more deserving of salvation than ours is.

Have you ever wondered if it's possible to rewind time?

Yes. Yes I have.

And? Possible, you think? To go back and try changing anything?

You're such an adult now. Adult enough. For quite a while now, I've wanted to be able to turn back time. But my place is not in the past. Nor in the future. It's here, with you.

Are those my parents? I thought you said there were no photos.

That photo's not you. Those aren't your parents. That's my son and his wife. And my granddaughter. They died in a car accident. That night, when it happened, I woke up. There was a noise down in the store. There were two women. Strange looking. They were carrying a bundle. That bundle was you. They said that on that night everything would be taken from me. And then I'd be given everything. Then I got the call. On the bridge, a truck... had forced my son's car into the river. They only ever found the bodies of my son and his wife in there. My granddaughter...was never found. [hands her a watch] This is the only thing you brought with you.

I don't understand. Who are my parents?

Charlotte.

Who am I?

I just don't know. I don't know.