Quotes About Shadow

It moved in the shadow of the hedge, silently and furtively, a dark, crouching figure, dimly visible against the black background. Even as he gazed back at it, it had lessened its distance by twenty paces, and was fast closing upon him. Out of the darkness he had a glimpse of a scraggy neck, and of two eyes that will ever haunt him in his dreams.

Night gives a black look to everything, whatever it may be.

I believe that when death closes our eyes we shall awaken to a light, of which our sunlight is but the shadow.

Man is the dream of a shadow.

Wir sind eben bloß zeitliche, endliche, vergängliche, traumartige, wie Schatten vorüberfliegende Wesen. Und was sollte denen ein Intellekt, der unendliche, ewige, absolute Verhältnisse fasste?

Un, kad m?s skat?mies pa logu, tad redzam tikai ?nas. Ka m??in?m ieklaus?ties, m?s dzirdam tikai ?ukstus. M?s nevaram saprast ?ukstus, jo m?su pr?tos ir iebrucis karš. Karš, kur? m?s esam uzvar?juši un zaud?juši Pats slikt?kais karš. Karš, kas sag?sta sap?us un tos p?rsap?o par jaunu. Karš, kas licis mums piel?gt m?su iekarot?jus un nicin?t pašiem sevi.

Eszta fejében addig volt csend, amíg Ráhel meg nem érkezett. De a lány magával hozta az elrobogó vonatok hangját, és azt a fényt meg árnyékot, mely akkor éri az embert, ha az ablak mellett ül.

Pulling down statues of rock from their high places we must level the expectation upon which they stand waiting for us to fulfill their image waiting for our feet to replace them. Unless we refuse to sleep even one night in houses of marble the sight of our children's false pleasure will undo us for our children have grown in the shadow of what was the shape of marble between their eyes and the sun but we do not wish to stand like great marble statues between our children's eyes and their sun.

But even amid such stirring events, those two scourges of Burmese politics, factionalism and jealousy, began to cast their shadow.

You don't build a 100 ft robot out of nothing.....there's rumors and gossip, trace evidence. There's a shadow economy out there, where these things get done.

The shadows of leaves fall upon their arms, as they spread the branches apart, but their shoulders are in the sun. The skin of their arms is like a blue mist, but their shoulders are white and glowing, as if the light fell not from above, but rose from under their skin. We watch the leaf which has fallen upon their shoulder and it lies at the curve of their neck, and a drop of dew glistens upon it like a jewel.

And so we learn the Mystery: the feared Shadow, the Guardian of the Threshold, is none other than the God, who is named Guardian of the Gates, in his aspect of Death.

So, I heard you're this ninja or something.

It is the night sea journey that allows us to free the energy trapped in these cast-off parts—trapped in what Marion would call "the shadow." The goal of this journey is to reunite us with ourselves. Such a homecoming can be surprisingly painful, even brutal. In order to undertake it, we must first agree to exile nothing.

Between funny and witty Falls the shadow

The earth's shadow on the moon was always round, which would be true only if the earth was spherical. If the earth had been a flat disk, the shadow would have been elongated and elliptical, unless the eclipse always occurred at a time when the sun was directly under the center of the disk.

There's a Mr. Hyde for every happy Jekyll face, a dark face on the other side of the mirror.

this life we think we're living isn't real. It's just a shadow play, and I for one will be glad when the lights go out on it. In the dark, all the shadows disappear.

A lawyer's answer...so close to the truth that the truth was able to hide in its shadow.

Let the word and the legend go before you. There are those who will carry both. Fools, perchance. Let the word go before you. Let your shadow grow. Let it grow hair on its face. Let it become dark. Given time, words may even enchant an enchanter.

The past is a shadow, so I hid in the darkness. Little did I know I had made myself the unsuspecting prey of unseen predator. For only in light can you see what is dark.

The past is a shadow, so I hid in the darkness. Little did I know I was made myself the unsuspecting prey of unseen predator. For only in light can you can you see what is dark.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm racing with my own shadow

O people who take pleasure in a life that will vanish, falling in love with a fading shadow is sheer stupidity