Quotes About Glow

Ciertas noches su piel se cubría de fosforescencias y abrazarla era abrazar un pedazo de noche tatuado de fuego.

There was only one huge word with no back to it A word like a sun

I will become a firefly and even in the day my glow will be seen in spite of the sun. Let others be as butterflies who preen their wings yet depend on the charity of a flower for life.

There was light all about him.

Outside, the lights of Moskva gave the night sky a grubby glow, and even the moons wore veils of human haze.

But no, he would not give in. Turning sharply, he walked towards the city's gold phosphorescence. His fists were shut, his mouth set fast. He would not take that direction, to the darkness, to follow her. He walked towards the faintly humming, glowing town, quickly. THE END

I liked it. I liked her. And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so...ordinary.

Proper lighting is everything, Julianna.

And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, everybody else seemed so ordinary. I had flipped.

I liked it. I liked her. And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens.

Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss....He turned to me. But every once in a while, you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.

But remember, diamonds are only brilliant when they reflect.

diamonds are only brilliant when they reflect.

Keep that schoolgirl complexion.

I love the distant glow in the nighttime desert sky like a worn yellow spot in the dark everything might still slip through — Charlie Smith, from section 1 "Outside Las Vegas" of "Late Days," Jump Soul: New and Selected Poems (W. W. Norton & Co., 2014)

Hope, like the dim glow from a flashlight with a dying battery, lingered.

Sunlight poured slowly over the lip of the window and flooded the cottage.

There are two ways of spreading light to be candle,or the mirror that reflects it.

Bright sunset clouds, flushed with a crimson glow, Linger about the calm departing day, Like spirits round a good man's dying bed...

Morning golden hour is the warm glow of the day's potential Evening golden hour is nature's afterglow to a day well spent

...the ember and firesmoke shades of winter twilight...

Share your sparkle wherever you are.

The beautiful is the radiance which something gives off simply because it is something, because it exists.

Behind them in America, rebel torches had set skies aglow in western Pennsylvania to protest a federal tax on whiskey.