Quotes About Shadow

There was no place to hide from a creature who stalked the edges of death itself.

Evil and good are everywhere, like shadow and substance; inseparable (for men) yet not hostile, only opposed.

The existence of illness in the body may no doubt be called a shadow of the true illness which is held by man in his mind.

A man who casts no shadow isn't really a man at all.

And then like thunder broke the frost, The chill wall fell, and morrowless Immortal maid and man embraced, Their light and shadow mingling.

Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream But of a shadow, summed with all his substance.

Dragons old and young, true and false, bright and dark. And you. A small man with a big shadow, snarling in the midst of all.

There are three kinds of men: those who are preceded by their shadow, those who are pursued by it, and those who have never seen the sun.

As long as death exists, men will continue to exist only as a shadow, not a real thing!

If a man's shadow is brighter than himself, than that man becomes the shadow itself!

Is an institution always a man's shadow shortened in the sun, the lowest common denominator of everybody in it?

Once you're a mom, you've been split into two people. It's like Peter Pan and his shadow.

What are Raphael's Madonnas but the shadow of a mother's love, fixed in permanent outline forever?

Perhaps there are other bits of my life that would take on content, take on shadow, if only I read more and thought less about money.

Every light has its shadow, and every shadow hath a succeeding morning.

The Church says the Earth is flat. But I know that it is round. For I have seen the shadow on the Moon. And I have more faith in a shadow than in the Church.

Even the brightest sun can be obscured by clouds, this is the power of nature.

Tidal waves surge forward, And in their wake, Stale water is replenished.(Haiku from Chapter Thirty, SHADOWWATER)

There is no shadow of protection to be had by sheltering behind the slender stockades of visionary speculation, or by hiding behind the wagon-wheels of pacific theories.

Peace follows love energy like a shadow.

Creatures of a day. What is someone? What is no one? Man is the dream of a shadow.

Fear is a shadow of false perception and unreal imaginations.

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations.

Fog and hypocrisy - that is to say, shadow, convention, decency - these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance.