Quotes About Shadow

I looked out into the dead garden. Against the fading light, my shadow hovered in the glass, looking into the dead room. What did she make of us? I wondered. What did she think of our attempts to persuade ourselves that this was life and that we were really living it?

A few paces behind, I followed him.

I have written a number of short biographical studies of insignificant personages from literary history. My interest has always been in writing biographies of the also-rans: people who lived in the shadow of fame in their own lifetime and who, since their death, have sunk into profound obscurity.

The dark tides of the shadow. The children of the shadow. No. They've come. From beyond the stars, the dark tides of shadow have come to engulf us again." - Jack KcKinney

I spied my shadow slinking up behind me in the night, I issued it a challenge, and we started in to fight. I wrestled with that shadow, but it wasn't any fun, I tried my very hardest— all the same, my shadow won.

Et je comprends soudain que perdre son nom équivaut à perdre son ombre ; se réduire à son nom c'est se réduire à son ombre.

Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; Go is the sun.

Out of the corner of one eye, I could see my mother. Out of the corner of the other eye, I could see her shadow on the wall, cast there by the lamp-light. It was a big and solid shadow, and it looked so much like my mother that I became frightened. For I could not be sure whether for the rest of my life I would be able to tell when it was really my mother and when it was really her shadow standing between me and the rest of the world.

One soldier wrote home saying that he and his peers sought to kiss her shadow.

Why aren't you afraid of the curse?" He smiled bitterly. "Because I am already cursed." The words chilled her. She almost felt sorry for him. "My offer stands," he whispered and then he dissolved into shadow. She stood in the darkness and wondered why he so desperately wanted the manuscript if not to give it to the Atrox. Still he didn't seem as bad as she had once thought. She could almost understand why Serena liked him so much.

That's my whole trouble. I don't seem capable of living for the moment. It's as if the future threw back a shadow—a great black shadow of years of loneliness, and it terrifies me so much that I keep lighting little futile lights to try to drive the shadow away.

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall remain stable and fixed under the shadow of the Almighty [Whose power no foe can withstand]. (Psalm 91:1 AMPC)

É preferível ficar na entressombra fecunda, que é só onde podem nascer as assombrações.

Tell this to ladies: how a hero man Assail a thick and scandalous giant Who casts true shadow in the sun, And die, but play no truant. This is more horrible: that the darling egg Of the chosen people hatch a creature Of noblest mind and powerful leg Who cannot fathom nor perform his nature.

I was born in 1927, the only child of middle-class parents, both English, and themselves born in the grotesquely elongated shadow, which they never rose sufficiently above history to leave, of that monstrous dwarf Queen Victoria.

Acea prim? întâlnire, acel misterios, cum s? spun, mesaj al luminii ei adresat umbrei mele m-a obsedat s?pt?mâni în È™ir.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness: And let the winds of the heavens dance between you . . . stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow. In

Ten minutes later, Julio and Bobby Escobar eased from the shadows and saw Theo before he saw them. Bobby was very nervous and did not want to risk being seen by a policeman, so they walked to the other side of the park and found a spot on the steps of a gazebo. Theo couldn't see his father but he was sure he was watching. He asked Bobby

O that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take: From something of material sublime, Rather than shadow our own soul's day-time In the dark void of night. For in the world We jostle, - but my flag is not unfurl'd...

My restless spirit never could endure To brood so long upon one luxury, Unless it did, though fearfully espy A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

I am a shadow now, alas! alas! Upon the skirts of human-nature dwelling Alone: I chant alone the holy mass, While little sounds of life are round me knelling, And glossy bees at noon do fieldward pass, And many a chapel bell the hour is telling, 310 Paining me through: those sounds grow strange to me, And thou art distant in Humanity.

Happiness is a shadow. If you chase it, it moves further away. But if you turn to make others happy, it will follow you. Make others Happy and be Happy.

Happiness is a shadow. If you chase it, it moves further away. But if you turn to make others happy, it will follow you. Make other Happy and be Happy.

Achilles' eyes were bright in the firelight, his face drawn sharply by the flickering shadows. I would know it in darkness or disguise, I told myself. I would know it even in madness.