Quotes About Light

I'll tell you what I want. Magic! Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misinterpret things to them. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be damned for it! - Don't turn the light on!

Openings come quickly, sometimes, like blue space in running clouds. A complete overcast, then a blaze of light....

A fragile, unearthly prettiness has come out in Laura: she is like a piece of translucent glass touched by light, given a momentary radiance, not actual, not lasting.

In Paradise Now we looked for illogical catalysts with which to precipitate the age of freedom. We consulted the oracles, we used the arcs of our bodies, our lurching minds, incantation, raising and lowering body heat, breath, wind, human contact, patterns of light, spells, rituals, visions, dreams.

And a thought spoke quietly from under that thought, there is no God. God is a pattern we impose on chaos. Just like beauty. Saying, there, look at that one. God is not there. Nor beauty. He's over there, look. The red can cupping the sliver coin of light. God's beauty. In the desert of salt that we can't see at all, that surrounds us.

ils faisaient des ombres avec des couleurs claires (they made shadows with bright colours)

Since childhood, I had always been affected by the changes of the moon, sometimes very much so. As the light of the satellite fell on my face my mind cleared, and I knew what was to be done. ("Absolute Evil")

But sometimes, a flicker of light can emerge from the darkest, most unexpected tragedies.

longer. I also know that I can't protect him from pain. Pain is part of life, and we have to deal with it when it comes. But sometimes, a flicker of light can emerge from the darkest, most unexpected tragedies.

can't protect him from pain. Pain is part of life, and we have to deal with it when it comes. But sometimes, a flicker of light can emerge from the darkest, most unexpected tragedies.

also know that I can't protect him from pain. Pain is part of life, and we have to deal with it when it comes. But sometimes, a flicker of light can emerge from the darkest, most unexpected tragedies.

desperate or lonely, I always believed there was a light somewhere beyond my ability to see.

Then you see a light—a brilliant, dazzling light—more calming and loving than any words can possibly describe, and everything finally makes sense to you. You are no longer afraid, and you know what lies ahead.

The light of compassion shined so steadily from within them that others could clearly see all the choices they were making, so they no longer existed in the dark. Without a word, without a sword, the energy that was void of light was unable to function on Earth. This brilliant light, which emanated from individuals and became a collective force, stopped the planet's shifting. The seas became calm. The children stepped out to play. And a new song was heard everywhere.

With determination and purpose, I head into the light.

What awaits you? Eternal peace. Serenity. The light on the other side. What awaits me is unknown. The only certainty is that life is an eternal hell.

This is my vision-what I imagine I'll pass through on my way to the light. The blue sky, the clouds, the rays of light.

It dims the brightest spirit, to stare into the dark.

Someday, my love, you're going to understand just how much I care for you. You're my light, my warmth, my other half. I only feel alive when I'm with you. I love you." Caine

Can I just say that dying sucks? All that bullshit about seeing the light and having this inner peace, blah, blah, blah. It's crap.

The stone basin was crusted with ice now. The courtyard security light illuminated its depths, and as he leaned over it he could make out the fiery glints of goldfish beneath the surface. There, beneath the cover of the ice, their flickering lives went on. He wanted to know how they did it, how they withstood the slowing of their hearts, the chilling of their blood, through the long darkness of winter.

A child's fear is a world whose dark corners are quite unknown to grownup people it has its sky and its abysses, a sky without stars, abysses into which no light can ever penetrate.

It's not the light that's attracting me, but the darkness that's driving me on.

And as I watched him, I knew that in every dark night there was, somewhere, a small light burning that could never be quenched.