Quotes About Light

God is working through me now. I am filled with creative energy. The light within me is creating miracles in my life here and now.

The more light you allow within you, the brighter the world you live in will be.

Evil (ignorance) is like a shadow-- it has no real substance of its own, it is simply a lack of light. You cannot cause a shadow to disappear by trying to fight it, stamp on it, by railing against it, or any other form of emotional or physical resistance. In order to cause a shadow to disappear, you must shine light on it

The truth about this earth is that it is an infinitely good, beautiful, nourishing place to be. The only "evil" comes from a lack of understanding of this truth. Evil (ignorance) is like a shadow — it has no real substance of its own; it is simply a lack of light.

Divine light and divine love are flowing through me and radiating from me to everything around me.

Well, my special qualities are known to all. In this universe, the all important God is only One. In all fields of human activity, the best achiever is called Number One. One sun brings light to this world and every journey begins with the first, the most important step!' said Number One.

There was light and there was darkness, and where once, so recently, he had sat at his desk bathed in that light, now he was clothed in the black cover of heartbreak.

God of the living and the dead, let our lives sing your praise. Make us the fragrance of your love. Rise in us, and awaken us from our slumber that we might live in your light. Amen.

strength and purpose come from you. Direct our steps today, and turn us from the perishable things at which we grasp. Cast your light upon us so that our lives may bear witness to the light of Christ. Amen.

We must take a plunge into the darkness before we can fully appreciate the light.

Scrape the grey sky clean. Realize every grey cloud is a smoke screen to blind us from the truth, and the truth is whether we see them or not the sun and moon are still there, and always there is light.

Now the song is nearly over We may never find out what it means Still there's a light I hold before me You're the measure of my dreams

And as I sit and talk to you I see your face go white This shadow hanging over me Is no trick of the light The spectre on my back will soon be free The dead have come to claim a debt from thee

even if things were broken right now. Sometimes it was the cracks that let the light in.

Tomorrow's a red flush in the western sky Tomorrow's a black hush in the middle night Tomorrow swears the truth of now, now, and now In the trembling blue gasp of the morning light

I cut all day and I squared all night And I thought I'd mined the mountain's might Then I saw all my work by the bright dawn light The mountain was the world and my labor a mite

Far above the snow clouds, the moon must have been bright and full. Its light bled through the storm, marking each flake with a silvery luster and pouring a pale, peachy glow onto the mountain.

I guess all the time I spend on social media has made me believe that love exists above the surface, that it's supposed to be light all of the time.

He went to the light switch by the door and flicked it off. When he turned, she glowed in the golden light from the space heater, and the shadow over her shoulders on the wall seemed a looming, black-cloaked figure. An ancient, mythical harbinger of doom and destruction. He blinked. It turned into a pattern of blocked light again. Jesus, what the hell was that about? He was rattled, jittery, scared half to death. But he could no more say no to this girl than he could stop breathing.

Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. While darkness devours, and light steals. And so no one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.

The great hall was shimmering in light, sun streaming from the open windows, and ablaze with colour, the walls decorated with embroidered hangings in rich shades of gold and crimson. New rushes had been strewn about, fragrant with lavender, sweet woodruff, and balm... the air was... perfumed with honeysuckle and violet, their seductive scents luring in from the gardens butterflies as blue as the summer sky.

Before I turned out the light, he touched my face, then turned away, then the dark.

The glow, over the horizon, flows, as if the moon is riding on something.

in a sky whose darkness is fading, that first dream, from which I am now waking.