Quotes About Shadows

I watched the moon through the window. It was a beautiful, floating illusion of a still point in the universe. Dark shadows passed over the plains, mountains and water.

Shadows fell across us, a flicker in dim light. Somebody passed at the mouth of the alley. He said, "We could both be killed." I whispered, "Sure. In grade school, a boy choked on Jell-O, it's that common." I laughed, drunk on our future. Death seemed a small risk. "We can have the world.

Heroes, I've learned, don't always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

Heroes, I've learned, don't always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

A shadow? Oh, darling, all that lives in this house are shadows and reflections and creaks and groans. So you'd better soothe that boundless imagination of yours from now on." Edith

Our house is quiet, small and plain, and yet its rooms run far and wide. A hundred pencils, swift as rain, writing on sheets of beaten gold would not be quick enough to hold the strange adventures shadows hide...

It was very sad under the trees. Although spring was well advanced, in the deep shade there was nothing but death-rotten leaves, gray and white fungi, and over everything a funeral hush.

What we do defines us. Our deeds are like shadows and depending on whether we run into or from the sun, they either lie behind us or before us. - Vulkan

Your eyes are different in this light. No colour at all. Like cement.

She withdrew to the shadows and began the long walk back under a twist of stars.

Uncertain firelight, a softer orange, made the shadows dance and sway, so that her face looked hollow and old.

Sadness creeping from the shadows will get less and less until it crushes her no more than a petal might her breath.

What was costly was not the shot but coming back without good pictures to choose from. The light was perfect, orange gray, casting long shadows. The city seemed to reveal more the darker it got.

admit it, man. He watched the shadows dance to the flicker of his candle, giving himself just a little more time before committing himself to what would change his life forever." You love her." He whispered the words quietly to himself so that he could hear them from his own lips." You love her.

Their shadows sported over the hills like cats, chasing the sunlight over sparkling granite and dull slate, the bright dry grass and the small hidden gleams of water.

si nous extrayions le morceau de vie qui piaffe au fond de chaque être vivant, nous sommes des fantômes en comparaison de ce morceau de vie. Nous sommes des ombres qui se frottent et se rencognent dans l'ombre de nos demeures et sous les draps qui couvrent nos lits, face à cette lumière qui transmigre de vivants en vivants.

We're running with the shadows of the night So baby take my hand, you'll be all right Surrender all your dreams to me tonight They'll come true in the end

The black cat slipped along the cloister in search of mice, his white patches faint in the little light there was, paused with a paw lifted in a patch of snow to consider him, then padded on into the shadows.

Scaring people is fun," said the witch, stepping out of the shadows about ten feet from the porch.

Twenty minutes into our walk away from the wall put us deep in a forest of fir, pine, cottonwood, and aspen trees. The lush forest floor was alive and danced with shadows cast from an endless parade of swaying trees. As we approached early evening it was cool and peaceful. The sound of the trees moving in the wind high above seemed like a friendly traveling companion, calling us farther and farther into the depths of the forest.

Dropping toward the watershed, the sun filled the place with evening light and kindled the windows and the western flanks of cupolas and steeples and many belfries, darkening the eastern walls with shadow; and as we gazed, one of them began to strike the hour and another took up the challenge, followed by a third and soon enormous tonnages of sectarian bronze were tolling their ancient rivalries into the dusk.

if I have ever met someone without a single shadow on their heart, it was surely a child too young for speaking.

Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself.

She brought Foxen with, of course. She would hardly trust a place like that to behave in the dark. But since a proper birching of the place required two hands, Auri tied Foxen to a long lock of her hanging hair. Foxen's dignity was somewhat bruised by this, and Auri kissed him in sincere apology for the affront. But they both knew he took a certain secret joy from swingling wildly all about, making the shadows spin and skirl.