Quotes About Light

The Sun Never Says." Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth "You owe me." Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.

I was happy then, standing in the surge with lines of moonlight catching on my rubber boots. This is something that needs explaining, how light emerges from darkness, how comfort wells up from sorrow. The Earth holds every possibility inside it, and the mystery of transformation, one thing into another. This is the wildest comfort.

We couldn't see the real dark for the metaphorical dark. Because of the metaphorical dark, the death-dark, we were constantly concerned to banish the natural dark.

Every year, in the third week of February, there is a day, or more usually a run of days, when one can say for sure that the light is back. Some juncture has been reached and the light spills into the world from a sun suddenly higher in the sky...

Pity the dark: we're so concerned to overcome and banish it, it's crammed full of all that's devilish, like some grim cupboard under the stair. But dark is good. We are conceived and carried in darkness, are we not?

We look about the world, by the light we have made, and realise it's all vulnerable, and all worth saving, and no one can do it but us.

And remember this most of all: when it is darkest, that is when you can see the stars most clearly.

Ah, Abby thought, if only they knew and trusted in God's love! It was all the strength and comfort one could ever need. It was a light to guide one through the darkness. It lent purpose and direction when nothing else seemed to matter.

Heaven is light to me, light-hearted, and full of holy laughter.

Exile, like memory, may be a place of hope and delusion. But there are rules of light there and principles of darkness. . . . The expatriate is in search of a country, the exile in search of a self. —Eavan Boland, OBJECT LESSONS

mirror. Daylight now awaken thee." With a loud clap of his hands, Mr.

Complete enlightenment COULDN'T possibly be a good thing. Balance is key. Neither dark nor light should win. Humanity only wins through balance .

We are an army of broken and damaged angels, yet our light shines so bright it's like moths to a flame.

It was a late afternoon in the month of October—the "Column of the Year" as the robots called it, the month's thick almost substantive yellow light holding the rest of the year aloft above darkness lapping at its feet.

When you are in the light, don't step back into the darkness. When you are in the darkness, know that the light will come.

Yet human love, such as that of my husband, can certainly be a conduit for divine love, even for those who do not recognize love's true source. If it is the love of God that we see in the face of Christ Jesus that is promised to pull us through, a love that bears it out to the edge of doom even for the ugly and unlovable such as we are, then the statement that love heals depression is in fact the only light that shines in the dark tunnel.

Night is done, gone the moon, gone the stars From the skies. Fades the black of night Comes the morn with rosy light. Fold your wings, go to sleep, Rest your gizzards, Safe you'll be for the day. Glaux is nigh. Far away is first black, But it shall seep back Over field Over flower In the twilight hour. We are home in our tree. We are owls, we are free. As we go, this we know Glaux is nigh.

What is a fleecy as a cloud, As majestic and shimmering as the breaking dawn, As gorgeous as the sun the sun is strong? Why, it's ME! Twilight, the Great Gray, Tiger of the sky --- Light of the Night, Most beautiful, An avian delight. I beam --- I gleam --- I'm a livin' flying dream. Watch me roll off this cloud and pop on back. This is flying. I ain't no hack.

Stars are so much more brilliant when they are allowed to shine.

When Ben turned, his dark eyes danced with yellow light. Already handsome, flaring took his attractiveness to a whole new level. Ben's coppery skin practically glowed in the evening light. I turned quickly, surprised by the color rising to my cheeks.

This world is dark and it's so hard to breathe... but in this instant, when I laughed along with you, I felt that breathing just got a little easier. -Kanda Yuu

If that's the case.. Go deeper. To a world darker than black, brighter than white... Embrace it.

When someone is by your side…it's like a lamp burning in the darkness. I want to rely on its light…and it's difficult not to.

Words are shallow troughs for the deep water of the mind and it is only the fierce, the living, the simple, the clear, the angry mind which can overflow the troughs and go out over the mud, and over the grass, bearing the light of the sun on it like an angry shield.