Quotes About Light

The point was in his being a gifted creature, and that of all his gifts the one that stood out pre-eminently, that carried with it a sense of real presence, was his ability to talk, his words—the gift of expression, the bewildering, the illuminating, the most exalted and the most contemptible, the pulsating stream of light, or the deceitful flow from the heart of an impenetrable darkness.

Facing the only gas-lamp yawned the cavern of a second-hand furniture dealer, where, deep in the gloom of a sort of narrow avenue winding through a bizarre forest of wardrobes, with an undergrowth tangle of table legs, a tall pier-glass glimmered like a pool of water in a wood. An unhappy, homeless couch, accompanied by two unrelated chairs, stood in the open.

Eres hermosa— le susurró. Ella observó de nuevo con esa mirada que se hace con un rápido parpadeo su rostro tostado por el sol, sus anchos hombros, su porte, su figura alta, inmóvil, que estaba a sus pies. Luego sonrió. En la sombría belleza de su rostro esa sonrisa era como el primer rayo de luz en una noche de tormenta, como una flecha fugaz y clara entre nubes sombrías, anunciadora del amanecer y del trueno.

sapphire and inherited, at length, by King Solomon. The philosophical cipher of the Table become known as Ha Qabala (The QBL tradition of light and knowledge) and it was said that he who possessed Qabala also possessed Ram, the highest expression of cosmic knowingness.45

Fill your mind with the great truths of life and walk forward in the light of love.

Give all your mental attention to recognizing the absolute sovereignty of the Spiritual Power, knowing that the God-Power has the answer and is now showing you the way. Trust It, believe in It, and walk the earth in the Light. Your prayer is already answered.

If you are constantly naming your aches and symptoms, you inhibit the kinetic action, which means the release of the healing power and energy of your subconscious mind. Furthermore, by the law of your own mind, these imaginings tend to take shape, As the thing I greatly feared. Fill your mind with the great truths of life and walk forward in the light of love.

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? (Psalm 27:1, 2).

The way to get rid of darkness is with light; the way to overcome cold is with heat; the way to over-come the negative thought is to substitute the good thought. Affirm the good, and the bad will vanish.

God gave each of us a soul, which is a candle that He gives us to illuminate our surroundings with His light," the Rebbe taught at a 1990 worldwide Chanukah satellite linkup. "We must not only illuminate the inside of homes, but also the outside, and the world at large.

When she broke on Earth, the light in her was not broken. We cannot break light, nor can we destroy it.

Girl-Warrior was lonely For the poetry-talk of the Old Ones. They spoke in metaphor, A way of language that alerted her imagination To the presence of mystery Where there was always a light on in the mica windows Of her soul's house Where knowledge did not depend on words Of faulty human languages.

But what captured him was a light in the river folding open and open blood, heart and stones shimmering like the Milky Way.

To imagine the spirit of poetry is much like imagining the shape and size of the knowing. It is a kind of resurrection light; it is the tall ancestor spirit who has been with me since the beginning, or a bear or a hummingbird. It is a hundred horses running the land in a soft mist, or it is a woman undressing for her beloved in firelight. It is none of these things. It is more than everything.

To imagine the spirit of poetry is much like imagining the shape and size of the knowing. It is a kind of resurrection light; it is the tall ancestor spirit who has been with me since the beginning, or a bear or a hummingbird.

Under our ribs our hearts are bloody stars. Shine on shine on, and horses in their galloping flight strike the curve of ribs.

Her own daughter was born, like she had been, in either place or all places, so she could leave, leap into the sound she had always heard, a voice like water, like the gods weaving against sundown in a scarlet light.

The heavenly light you admire is fossil-light, it's the unfathomably distant past you gaze into, stars long extinct

Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete.

Then the noise faded and Legs squinted up at the sky, the moon so bright you'd never think it could be merely rock like the earth's common rock and lifeless, merely reflected light from an invisible sun and not a powerful living light of its own...

hovering in the air like a drunken moth.

Near the point of impact, time accelerates to the speed of light.

Extraño: que cuando una luz se apaga, inmediatamente después es como si nunca hubiera existido. La oscuridad lo llena todo de nuevo, por completo.

God knows the mess we're in when He calls us. His light shines greater through "cracked pots" than it does through those who have it all together.