Quotes About Shadow

Love beauty it is the shadow of God on the universe

Every part of you that you do not love will regress and become hostile towards you.

What is the body? That shadow of a shadow of your love, that somehow contains the entire universe.

Shame is the shadow of love.

Love that ends is the shadow of love; true love is without beginning or end.

I became a shadow, so much so that sometimes I felt almost evanescent—useful only in relation to someone else.

always talked about her middle sister, my aunt Edna, being afraid of her own shadow as a kid. When

A shadow strolled past the car, indifferent to our curbside melodrama. This was my second time imperiled in a a parked vehicle in the space of three hours. I wondered what goonish spectacles I'd overlooked in my own career as a pavement walker.

Evil don't die. It just waits.

Yes, yes, I know. In the cemetery, under the shadow of the cypresses, among the haunted tombs..." Sal Qin sighed and shook her head. "Why you couldn't have picked a simple coffeehouse to meet in I'll never know." "Coffeehouses are busy. It's nice and quiet among the graves," Albert said.

To the animist, a state of permanent enlightenment is not considered natural. His senses inform him that, firstly, life is sustained by a balance of light and darkness, and, secondly, it is lived for the most part in neither darkness nor light, but in varying degrees of twilight and shadow, of half knowing, believing, assuming and concluding

A sinistra c'è l'Ombra ma c'è anche la gioia pura, e forse non può esserci gioia pura senza Ombra, e allora la pena di vivere con l'Ombra.

A sinistra c'è l'Ombra ma c'è anche la gioia pura, e forse non può esserci gioia pura senza Ombra, e allora vale la pena di vivere con l'Ombra.

Una tristeza absurda, porque no cree que sea la ausencia de la sombra la que esté provocándole ese bajón de ánimo, pero por otra parte no encuentra una explicación mejor.

Edge of Things" I wait at the twilit edge of things, A dry spell spilling over into drought, The slippages of shadow silting in, The interchange of dusk to duskier, The half-dark turning half-again as dark. There: night enough to call it a good night. I wait for the resurrection, but wake to morning: Mist lifting off the river. Ladders in the orchard trees although the picking's done.

Lives begun in deception are always lived in shadow." (Stated by Yellowfang, page 3)

Badgerfang trotted away, casting a shadow no bigger than Tigerclaw's front paw, and another cat stood before him.

Leafpool stood outside the barrier of thorns and closed her eyes. Three tiny shapes filled her mind, three pairs of eyes—amber, green and blue—glowed from the shadows.

As a bitter leaf-bare season descends on the lake territories, the five warrior cat Clans face moons of cold and darkness—and far worse, the voices of their ancestors in StarClan have grown dim and silent. Only one medicine cat apprentice still hears them, in a strange vision that warns of a looming shadow within their borders. One that may threaten the warrior code itself.

Creek, Flurry, and Sparrow darted from the shadows and stood beside their mothers

Brokenstar had not just brought chaos to his own Clan—he had driven the whole of WindClan from their camp, right out of Clan territory. He had been a dark shadow in the forest since before Fireheart had left his kittypet life to join ThunderClan.

In soft deluding lies let fools delight. A shadow marks our days, which end in Night.

Greatness of name in the father… oft-times overwhelms the son; they stand too near one another. The shadow kills the growth: so much, that we see the grandchild come more and oftener to be heir of the first.

An inner darkness is darker than an outer darkness.