Quotes About Light

Go through what is comprehensible and you conclude that only the incomprehensible gives any light.

unshaven storekeeper in Arab headdress and busted shoes who deals in chipped green glassware. He lights up at our question. Yes, of course, he knows. Engaging us in conversation, he offers us coffee.

Good evening, sir. A bit gusty?" "Very much so, sergeant," I replied. "I think I will step into your hut for a moment and light my pipe if I may." "Certainly, sir. Matches are too scarce nowadays to take risks with 'em. But it looks as if the storm had blown over.

We can't travel beyond the edge of the universe without exceeding the speed of light, which is theoretically impossible. That's what you would expect in a simulation. You would have some sort of rule of physics to keep the simulated people from traveling beyond the edges. Here I'm assuming the universe is expanding at the same rate as the light that is traveling in all directions, so we can never catch up to it.

It was a light that shone over our faces, our wounds and scars. It was a light so brilliant and white it could have been beamed from heaven, and Brian and I could have been angels, basking in it. But it wasn't, and we weren't.

What do we do when it gets dark?

But she also said that by staying strong, you can become the light for those who need you most.

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The best part of such noble liquor, No less than gold and jewelry, By preference dwells in night and gloom. The wise man searches tirelessly; 5200 To see by daylight, that's child's play, But where it's dark, there mysteries have their home.

He'd have improved if you'd not given Him a mere glimmer of the light in heaven; He calls it Reason, and it has only increased His power to be beastlier than a beast.

Only a God can take in all of them, The whole lot, for He dwells in eternal light, While we poor devils are stuck down below 1810 In darkness and gloom, lacking even candlelight, And all you qualify for is, half day, half night.

But the man who humbly acknowledges the vanity of all this, who observes with what pleasure the thriving citizen converts his little garden into paradise, and how patiently even the poor man pursues his weary way under his burden, and how all wish equally to behold the light of the sun a little longer - yes, such a man is at peace, and creates his own world within himself;

Mefistófeles: "De sol e de mundos nada sei dizer, vejo apenas como os homens se atormentam. O pequeno Deus do mundo [o homem] continua na mesma e está tão admirável assim como no primeiro dia. Um pouco melhor ele viveria, não lhe tivesses dado o brilho da luz celeste; ele chama isto razão e lança mão dela somente para ser mais animalesco do que cada animal.

Sólo Dios sabe cuántas veces me he dormido con el deseo y la esperanza de no despertar jamás. Y al día siguiente abro los ojos, vuelvo a ver la luz del sol y siento de nuevo el peso de mi existencia.

Dove c'è molta luce, l'ombra è più nera...

Only air and light and the love of friends! Let no man lose heart who still has these.

MEPHISTO. Honor to you, you reverend peak, With your great forests of stout oak, Whose umbrage Luna's brightest light Strives in vain to penetrate! —But in those bushes there I see A spark glowing modestly. How luckily things work out, yes, It's him, it's him, Homunculus! 8080 And where have you been, minikin?

The modest truth I speak to thee. If Man, that microcosmic fool, can see Himself a whole so frequently, Part of the Part am I, once All, in primal Night,— Part of the Darkness which brought forth the Light, The haughty Light, which now disputes the space, And claims of Mother Night her ancient place.

Someday perhaps the inner light will shine forth from us and then we'll need no other light.

O, may you look, full moon that shines, On my pain for this last time: So many midnights from my desk, I have seen you, keeping watch: When over my books and paper, [390] Saddest friend, you appear! Ah! If on the mountain height I might stand in your sweet light, Float with spirits in mountain caves, Swim the meadows in twilight' waves, [395] Free from the smoke of knowledge too, Bathe in your health-giving dew!

Wilhelm, what is the world to our hearts without love? What is a magic-lantern without light? You have but to kindle the flame within, and the brightest figures shine on the white wall; and, if love only show us fleeting shadows, we are yet happy, when, like mere children, we behold them, and are transported with the splendid phantoms.

Nema sunca bez svetlosti, ni ?oveka bez ljubavi.

Para alcanzar todos los deseos, mira hacia allá, mira la luz.

Wilhelm, che cos'è per il nostro cuore il mondo senza l'amore? È una lanterna magica senza luce.