Quotes About Light

But first we have to discuss the emotional situation, and to understand that this deed, though it manifests itself as the coming of light, and as the creation of the world and of consciousness, is vitiated by a sense of suffering and loss so strong as almost to offset the creative gain.

In the Bardo Thodol, the Tibetan Book of the Dead, the dead man receives instruction, and the instruction culminates in the doctrine that he shall know himself identical with the great white light that shines beyond life and death:

Only then, as a result of his light-creating and space-creating intervention, was there heaven above and earth below, back and front, left and right-in other words, only then was space organized with reference to an ego.

Beneath the gore and smoke and loam, this book is about the evanescence of life, and why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow. In the end it is a story of the ineluctable conflict between good and evil, daylight and darkness, the White City and the Black.

At some point in my life, I swallowed a Sun. And now it dawns and sets in my belly.

There will be three cats, kin of your kin, with the power of the stars in their paws. They will find a fourth, and the battle between light and dark will be won. A new leader will rise from the shadows of his death, and the Clans will survive beyond the memories of his memories. This is how it has always been, and how it will always be.

are my light and you gide my way

The fire has burned out, but to dispel the darkness you must find the spark that remains

He began to sink, gazing up at the fading light. Darkness swept over Flametail and the sunlight vanished forever.

Blazepaw tipped his head. 'Perhaps the sun is shining in ThunderClan territory.' Strikestone curled his lip. 'The sun always shines on ThunderClan,' he mewed sarcastically.

The light will return, just like the sun came back, but it will be your light, and yours to control.

The rising sun broke over the trees and flooded the clearing with light and warmth, and it seemed to Firestar that no dawn had ever been brighter.

His fur prickled deliciously in the light wind, and the rustling leaves seemed to whisper his name into the shadows.

While they were away, Needlepaw had obviously been grooming herself, and her sleek silver pelt shone in the growing light of dawn.

No puedo dormir sin decirte que me haces muy feliz. Aunque suene cursi. Has llenado mi vida de luz. Aunque suene religioso.Te adoro. Aunque suene fanático. Y no quiero que esto acabe nunca. Aunque suene soñador. Te amo. Aunque suene prematuro.

If we are like Christ, we shall seek, not to absorb, but to reflect the light which falls upon others, and thus we shall become pure and spotless.

The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man, and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness, and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game.

If every child might live the life predestined in a mother's heart, all the way from the cradle to the coffin, he would walk upon a beam of light, and shine in glory.

Christians! It is your duty not only to be good, but to shine; and, of all the lights which you kindle on the face, Joy will reach farthest out to sea, where troubled mariners are seeking the shore.

You have millions of fans. Everyone around the world loves your songs. How can that not be enough?" "Because music can't tell me when I'm being a self-obsessed jerk. Music can't light up my day with nothing more than a smile. Music can't love me back. And--" He paused to gently caress her cheek. "--music will never be you

Inside, it was very dark but I am, if not exactly a master, then definitely an apprentice in the secret arts. And as such I laugh in the face of darkness.

When I'm with you, I am in the light where I cannot be found." The year ended. The last year in which Michael Jackson was alive on earth ended. We celebrated the new year. He remained in the light where he could not be found.

Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,Now the sun is laid to sleep,Seated in thy silver chair,State in wonted manner keep:Hesperus entreats thy light,Goddess, excellently bright.

Then he imagined his narrator standing before it, imagined that the gaslight cut across worlds and not just years, that the author and the narrator, while they couldn't face each other, could intuit each other's presence by facing the same light, a kind of correspondence.