Quotes About Light

The route to our highest hopes tends to run right through some dark, booby-trapped places. A girl needs a map and a light to steer her; she might need a flamethrower or a cannon as well. She might need a pirate lover.

On one side of Ruben Mistral's weekly engagement calendar there was an astronomer's photo of the Horseshoe Nebula, a billion pinpoints of light making a haze in the blackness of space. Under the picture, Mistral had written: "This scene represents the number of meetings I attend per year!

The light of starry dreams can only be seen once we escape the blinding cities of disbelief.

Here's the deal. You eat some lunch, at least something light that will help you keep your energy up, then we'll talk." "About what? We've already conversed today-twice-in the language you're fluent in: Fuckese." Deke fought a smile. "You probably meant that as a slur, but somehow I'm complemented." "You would be," she muttered.

The more she thinks about the sort of maroonish light in his room those nights, and the light of the candel flickering, she knows that the colour of that room is how they all felt, and that colour is not just a representation of the world, but of the feelings in a room, and the meaningfulness of a room in time, because in that colour, her father died. She had never seen that colour before. It was the colour of a father dying.

I love the light as much as I love the dark. It's such a beautiful balance.

Be the light for all the world to see or be the darkness that hides in the shadows.

Jesus never encouraged His friends to cover over the pain in their lives, but to bring it into the light, where healing is found. Sometimes we don't do that because we fear being rejected by others. Yes, rejection may well happen, but bringing the pain to the light is still the best way to live. It will take much courage, but it will bring freedom.

The word is a flame burning in a dark glass.

Only those that wandered in the darkness truly revel in the light

The baby bat Screamed out in fright, 'Turn on the dark, I'm afraid of the light.

I'm not afraid of the darkness outside. It's the darkness inside houses I don't like.

had shown a light on his little evil through the fog of his rationalizations.

Why onions? Because they're cheap, last a long time, can be lit any number of ways and force me to think about what happens when the form turns away from the light.

Tis light translateth night; 'tis inspiration Expounds experience; 'tis the west explains The east; 'tis time unfolds Eternity.

Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.

By the time I got home at night, my eyes were so chlorinated I saw rings around every light.

I learned from my own teachers, a long time ago in another universe, the quality of quiet fortitude that is renewed by a person's love of light.

This light unglues the formation and structure of the being for a certain period of time. It will reassemble automatically.

Beyond the astral dimensions are the causal dimensions. They are not spatial or time oriented. They are planes of light, and they make up the outer limits of nirvana.

Light will blind us in time, but what we learn in the dark can see us through.

The time has come for us to envision ourselves as spiritual beings of light and love.

On the other hand, you get other films that are spread over a much longer period of time and it's entirely exhausting. But there's always light at the end of the tunnel with a film.

I had no sense of any reputation that What a Carve Up! might acquire - at the time I didnt even have a publisher, so my main worry was whether it was even going to see the light of day or not.