Quotes About Shadow

Lo que eres no lo ves, y lo que ves es tu sombra

La sombra, cubierta por un velo, sigue a la luz en secreta mansedumbre, con pasos silenciosos de amor.

Agradece a la llama su luz, pero no olvides el pie del candil que, constante y paciente, la sostiene en la sombra

Gordon Brown is a character from a tragic opera, twisted by ambition and a Presbyterian sense of fateful destiny. He has waited 13 years, mostly in Tony Blair's shadow, for this poisoned chalice and has a pessimist's luck.

One of my earliest memories is being inside the recording studio and I see the shadow of a figure that looks an awful lot like Walt Disney. Then the door opened and Mr. Disney walked in and said, 'Hi Clint.' I won't ever forget that.

The day in 2004 when the radiologist told me I had invasive cancer, I walked down the hospital corridor looking for a phone to call my husband, and I could almost see the fear coming toward me like a big, black shadow.

When walking through the 'valley of shadows,' remember, a shadow is cast by a Light.

The Republicans find their faith imperiled by Barney Frank's marriage. There is always a shadow on the wall, a monster in the closet, a mysterious rustling in the teeming underbrush of the conservative Id.

All I've ever wanted to do is darken the day and brighten the night.

You know how Hollywood is: They just follow suit.

The higher the sun ariseth, the less shadow doth he cast; even so the greater is the goodness, the less doth it covet praise; yet cannot avoid its rewards in honours.

A person without a shadow should keep out of the sun, that is the only safe and rational plan.

I know I live in the shadow of the greatest drummer in the world, so it's nice to have a bit of sunshine now and again.

We become so accustomed to you, we no longer look up when your shadow falls over the book we are reading and makes it glow. For all things sing you: at times we just hear them more clearly. Often when I imagine you your wholeness cascades into many shapes. You run like a herd of luminous deer and I am dark, I am forest.

Nature will be reported. All things are engaged in writing their history. The planet, the pebble, goes attended by its shadow. The rolling rock leaves its scratches on the mountain; the river, its channel in the soil; the animal, its bones in the stratum; the fern and leaf their modest epitaph in the coal.

A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall.

I am not a fisherman, but the other day I read some simple rules for fishing. One was this: Be sure your face is toward the light! The skillful fisherman will always see that the sun shines upon his face and that his shadow falls behind him. He who turns his back to the sun and lets his shadow darken the stream has said good-bye to all the trout. That

It was in their friendship they just wanted to run forever, shadow and shadow.

She didn't watch the dead, ancient bone-chess cities slide under, or the old canals filled with emptiness and dreams. Past dry rivers and dry lakes they flew, like a shadow of the moon, like a torch burning.

And in the years when your shadow leaned clear across the land as you lay abed nights with your heartbeat mounting to the billions, his invention must let a man drowse easy in the falling leaves like the boys in autumn who, comfortably strewn in the dry stacks, are content to be a part of the death of the world...

My cowardice is such of passion, complimenting the revolutionary spirit that lives in its shadow.

They ran in urine smell of shadow, they ran in clean ice smell of moon.

Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this, so the sadness could not hurt.

Over the lives borne from under the shadow of death there seems to fall the shadow of madness.