Quotes About Shadow

The wakefulness was always there beside me. I could feel its chilling shadow. It was the shadow of myself. Weird, I would think as the drowsiness overtook me, I'm in my own shadow. I would walk and eat and talk to people inside my drowsiness.

I could be crushed as flat as a shadow.

I got married two weeks before my mom passed away, and then a year later, I was receiving some kind of artistic success that I'd never had. All of these really beautiful things happened where I was in love and I had a career I loved, but it was all kind of under the shadow of this really dark and painful thing.

The heart has a yearning for the unknown, a longing to penetrate the deep shadow and the winding glade, where, as it seems, no human foot has been.

Surprisingly, Manhattan casts a sort of undersized shadow onto Long Island. Where I grew up, everyone seemed totally disconnected from the city - ours could have been any suburb, anywhere - though when traffic was thin, it took us only half an hour to get into midtown.

Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.

Tragedy is one of the larger prices we pay for being alive. No one ever sidesteps tragedy. It is always there, shadowing us.

Cinema is all about going back from shadow to light and back and forth: cinema is a place of transgression.

The Atheist is God playing at hide and seek with Himself; but is the Theist any other? Well, perhaps; for he has seen the shadow of God and clutched at it.

She could be lively only in the midst of life; in isolation she dwindled to a shadow.

But, after all, shadows themselves are born of light. And only he who has experienced dawn and dusk, war and peace, ascent and decline, only he has truly lived.

time is strong, and age has the curious power of devaluing all our feelings. You feel death coming closer, its shadow falls black across your path, and things seem less brightly coloured, they do not go to the heart so much, they lose much of their dangerous violence.

Alle volkeren voelen nu dat er een vreemde schaduw breed en zwaar boven hun leven hangt. Maar wij, die nog de wereld van de individuele vrijheid hebben gekend, wij weten en kunnen getuigen dat Europa zich ooit zorgeloos verheugde in zijn caleidoscopische kleurenspel. En wij gruwen als wij zien hoe vol schaduwen, duister, vol slavernij en kerkers onze wereld dankzij zijn suïcidale razernij geworden is.

My soundless feet shall fly among the runners Through the red thunders of a Zeppelin raid, My still voice cheer the Anti-Aircraft gunners, The fires shall glare - but I shall cast no shade.

Just as darkness is born of the absence of light, the shadow side of our collective experience is born of ignorance of the underlying truth of the unity of life.

God is truth and light his shadow.

Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne,- Yet that scaffold sways the Future, and, behind the dim unknown, Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above his own.

Error is but the shadow of the truth.

Hmmmm Light makes shadow. Truth makes lies. Hmmmm.

Blind-believers and staunch atheists have the same god - namely, a self-deluded, one's own shadow's bot.

Darkness waits. All things come to the dark.

It's part of what we call the Shadow, all the dark parts of us we can't face. It's the thing that, if we don't deal with it, eventually poisons our lives.

Shining a light creates shadows

If he closes his eyes he sees the streets of Asia full of fire. It rolls across cities like a burst map, the hurricane of heat withering bodies as it meets them, the shadow of humans suddenly in the air. This tremor of Western wisdom.