Quotes About Shadow

Weak Christians are afraid of the shadow of the cross.

Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow,Though thou be black as night,And she made all of light,Yet follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow.

For a Bostonian... we live in the shadow of New York, and to be acknowledged by New Yorkers is really the greatest feeling.

Till now, I told myself, You have only seen the shadow and been well content with it; now, I am going to lead you into the substance.

It is not merely the likeness which is precious . . . but the association and sense of nearness involved in the thing . . . the fact of the very shadow of the person lying there fixed forever!   —ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us. —Samuel Smiles

is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us. —Samuel Smiles

THEY USED LIGHT, NOT DARK, TO CLOAK THE COTTAGE AND ALL IN IT. If Cabhan looked, as shadow, as man, as wolf, he would see only the light, the colors, hear only music, laughter.

Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow. Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations. The same way old painters would sit in a tiny dark room and trace the image of what stood outside a tiny window, in the bright sunlight. The camera obscura. Not the exact image, but everything reversed or upside down.

The girl's lover was gone, but his shadow was still there.

The girl traced the outline of her lover's shadow so she would always have a record of how he looked...

Carl Jung called this his shadow work. He said we never see others. Instead we see only aspects of ourselves that fall over them. Shadows. Projections. Our associations.

I asked if Tyler was an artist. Tyler shrugged...What Tyler had created was the shadow of a giant hand. . . he said how at exactly four-thirty the hand was perfect. The giant shadow hand was perfect for one minute, and for one perfect minute Tyler sat in the palm of a perfection he'd created himself. One minute was enough, Tyler said, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort. A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection.

A shadow of a reflection of an image of an illusion.

So the last night the girl and her lover would be together, the girl would bring the lamp and set it so it threw the lover's shadow to the wall!!!!!

He is less a human-shaped thing and more a pulsing, living band of light. Light that sometimes dims, that sometimes is thrust through with a vein of darkness. She tells herself that it's normal—Luke said to her, Leia, we all have that. He explained that the brighter the light, the darker the shadow. Right

But God was never about power over us. It was about the power we possessed to either be good and in His graces, or be selfish and wretched in His shadow. So to speak. Hell is being in that shadow. It's not in the next world, but this one, right now, anytime you choose not to do the right thing.

But God was never about power over us. It was about the power we possessed to either be good in His graces, or be selfish and wretched in His shadow. So to speak. Hell is being in that shadow. It's not in the next world, but this one, right now, anytime you choose not to do the right thing. As long as we're still here, not merely surviving but trying to do right by one another, then I believe that the heritage of God's light is still in us.

As a response, she turned toward him with her phone, took a shot. The flash was off - she didn't like the flash, it was too garish, too bold - and what resulted of him in that photo was this half-dark shadow. But it showed his shape, and she liked that. A silhouette she enjoyed.

But the shadow settled on them, obliquely, and was shuffled off only when Danielle rose to put on music, a Spanish soprano singing Cantaloube, her pure, agonized strains floating, their minor harmonies wavering in the small room, as if to remind them both that beauty and loss were inseparably entwined.

hedonic regression analysis expresses the total price of a product as the sum of individual so-called shadow prices (some positive, others negative) that the market places on each of the product's characteristics

she slipped away unseen, like a shadow's shadow.

The true Wonderland was not like that, he knew. It was as much shadow as sunlight, and its mysteries could only be unveiled when your wits were about used up and your mind close to cracking.

Fear drove these people, even more than cotton money. The shadow of the black hand that will return what has been given.