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Quotes About Light

A saxophone someplace far off played / As she was walkin' on by the arcade / As the light burst through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up / She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate / And forgot about a simple twist of fate
~ Bob Dylan
A saxophone someplace far off played / As she was walkin' by the arcade / As the light burst through a beat-up shade where he was wakin' up / She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate / And forgot about a simple twist of fate
~ Bob Dylan
thick golden tendril
~ Bob Mayer
The Trumps then went outside, into the cold morning light, and boarded Marine One.
~ Bob Woodward
Una fiamma d'ultimo sole lo disegna.
~ BORGES JORGE LUIS
Sobre la huerta y el patio las torres de Balvanera y aquella muerte casual en una esquina cualquiera. No veo los rasgos. Veo, bajo el farol amarillo, el choque de hombres o sombras y esa víbora, el cuchillo
~ BORGES JORGE LUIS
Winter had long since come. It was freezing cold. Torn-up sounds and forms appeared with no evident connection from the frosty mist, stood, moved, vanished. Not the sun we are accustomed to on earth, but the crimson ball of some other substitute sun hung in the forest. From it, strainedly and slowly, as in a dream or a fairy tale, rays of amber yellow light, thick as honey, spread and on their way congealed in the air and froze to the trees.
~ Boris Pasternak
auringon kilo pani silmät vipajamaan
~ Boris Pasternak
Le plus clair de mon temps, dit Colin, je le passe à l'obscurcir. - Pourquoi? demanda plus bas le directeur. - Parce que la lumière me gène, dit Colin.
~ Boris Vian
Dieu n'est pas utilitaire. Dieu est un cadeau de fête, un don gratuit, un lingot de platine, une image artistique, une friandise légère. Dieu est en plus. Il n'est ni pour ni contre. C'est du rabiot !
~ Boris Vian
Le plus clair de mon temps, je le passe à l'obscurcir, parce que la lumière me gêne.
~ Boris Vian
el terreno de lo posible es muy amplio cuando no hay temor a que la luz se encienda.
~ Boris Vian
It is one of the foundational pillars of Abraham Lincoln—and of America itself. We're not simply a country of ideas; we're a country of ideals. What makes America exceptional aren't our weapons or our might. It's our principles and our continuing fight to live up to them. Faced with darkness, we must reach for the light.
~ Brad Meltzer
Il est impossible d'apprécier la lumière sans connaître les ténèbres. It is impossible to appreciate the light without knowing the darkness.
~ Brad Thor
It is impossible to properly appreciate the light without knowing the darkness.)
~ Brad Thor
is impossible to appreciate the light without knowing the darkness.
~ Brad Thor
The Castle of Dracula now stood out against the red sky, and every stone of its broken battlements was articulated against the light of the setting sun.
~ Bram Stocker
She is one of God's women fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth.
~ Bram Stoker
Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
~ Bram Stoker
She is one of God's women, fashioned by His own hand to show us men and other women that there is a heaven where we can enter, and that its light can be here on earth. So true, so sweet, so noble, so little an egoist- and that, let me tell you, is much in this age, so skeptical and selfish.
~ Bram Stoker
whereas malice was the beginning and end of Laurence Strange's character, the new manservant was a more natural blend of light and shade. He possessed a great deal of good sense and was as energetic in defending others from real injury as he was in revenging imaginary insults to himself.
~ Susanna Clarke
A heap of shining guineas was lying there. Mrs Brandy picked up one of the coins and examined it. It was as though she held a ball of soft yellow light with a coin at the bottom of it.
~ Susanna Clarke
Today it stopped raining. The World became light of Heart again.
~ Susanna Clarke
The Beams of the Declining Sun shone through the Windows of the Lower Halls, striking the Surface of the Waves and making ripples of golden Light flow across the Ceiling of the Staircase and over the Faces of the Statues.
~ Susanna Clarke