Quotes About Light

Copii sunt ca niÈ™te flori delicate, tânjesc dup? lumin?, iar dac? nu o au, îÈ™i las? capul în jos.

La Ciencia es la Luz, (..) Trae ilustración y conocimiento a la gente que antes vivía en la oscuridad. Para que las colecciones de arte, las curiosidades y las casas de fieras pudieran llegar a ser útil, y no solo diversión.

As the light began to fade, the architects lit the library's gas jets, which hissed like mildly perturbed cats.

It was night time, Inspector Thompson wrote. Those in the plane were transfixed with delight to look down from the windows and see the amazing spectacle of a whole city lighted up. Washington represented something immensely precious. Freedom, hope, strength. We had not seen an illuminated city for two years. My heart filled.

women "would do far better if the brain were very lightly tasked.

Outside the sky was blank, the light pewter.

At intervals as he rounded the room he would stop "to release some priceless quotation or thought." During one such pause, Churchill likened a man's life to a walk down a passage lined with closed windows. "As you reach each window, an unknown hand opens it and the light it lets in only increases by contrast the darkness of the end of the passage." He danced on.

Turn the light on so your aim is better, he said mildly. All you did was waste a full beer.

Have you any idea how many children it takes to turn off one light in the kitchen Three. It takes one to say What light and two more to say I didn't turn it on.

I've always felt there are two things a woman should never do after the age of thirty-five: stand in natural light and have a baby...

There is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light.

let us sleep, he said and he felt the long light body, warm against him, comforting against him, abolishing loneliness against him, magically, by a simple touching of flanks, of shoulders and of feet, making an alliance against death with him.

It is the light of course but it is necessary that the place be clean and pleasant. You do not want music. Certainly you do not want music. Nor can you stand before a bar with dignity although that is all that is provided for these hours. What did he fear? It was not fear or dread. It was a nothing that he knew too well. It was all a nothing and a man was nothing too.

With all those who do not want to go to bed. With all those who need a light for the night.

This book is fiction, but there is always a chance that such a work of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.

The moon was up now and the trees were dark against it, and he passed the frame houses with their narrow yards, light coming from the shuttered windows; the unpaved alleys, with their double rows of houses; Conch town, where all was starched, well-shuttered, virtue, failure, grit and boiled grunts, under-nourishment, prejudice, righteousness, inter-breeding and the comforts of religion; the open-doored, lighted Cuban boilto houses, shacks whose only romance was their names

He wrote it exactly and the sinister part only showed as the light feathering of a smooth swell on a calm day marking the reef beneath.

There is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light. The hell there isn't!

and the palm fronds of our victories, the worn light bulbs of our discoveries and the empty condoms of our great loves float with no significance against one single, lasting thing—the stream.

All my life the early sun has hurt my eyes, he thought. Yet they are still good. In the evening I can look straight into it without getting the blackness. It has more force in the evening too. But in the morning it is painful.

Holdat-napot, mely odafenn világol. Akármennyit járhatom a világot, Soha el nem fogyasztom e világot.

Writing. It is like no other light. A very clear and hollow light.

She had a gently modelled face and her eyes and her smile lighted up at decisions as though they were rich presents.

Siempre le había gustado aquella hora del día, y ahora sentía como si él mismo fuese una parte del amanecer, como si fuese una porción de esa luz gris, de ese lento aclarar que precede a la salida del sol, cuando los objetos sólidos se oscurecen, el espacio se ilumina, las luces de la noche se hacen amarillas y se esfuman a medida que avanza el día.