Quotes About Light

There is no light.. for those who do not know darkness.. Live on and endure the shadows, Takezo.. And brightness shall come your way.

Your journey is JUST beginning and the small challenges u face now are just a moment in time, so small and so insignificant. Keep your eyes on the light, move forward with grace, confidence and integrity. Know that you are creating as u so desired long ago and that our paths are exactly where they are suppose to be in this NOW moment." Tamaey Gottuso

The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?

The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?' God knows the precise moment he will call you home, my dear brothers. You will not stay on this earth one second longer than God ordains! Nor will you be swept up to heaven's peace a moment too soon. You are in his hands. So travel this life with that confidence tucked close against your heart!

Zoroaster preached that the universe was divided between darkness and light, between good and evil, between truth and falsehood, between life and death. The universe split into these opposing camps at the moment of creation, they had been locked in struggle ever since, and the contest would endure to the end of time.

In the nights afterwards I used to wake up with my mind full of those headlights, brighter and deeper than the sun. I saw them again behind my eyelids in that dark lane, and I understood then that I could have just kept driving. I could have been like Lexie. I could have hit full speed and taken us soaring up off the road, into the vast silence at the heart of those lights and out on the other side where nothing could touch us, ever.

Above the front door the fanlight glowed blue, delicate as wing-bones.

but all it takes is one whiff of the right smell—jasmine, lapsang souchong, a specific old-fashioned soap that I've never been able to identify—or one sideways shaft of afternoon light at a particular angle, and I'm lost, in thrall all over again.

In the hazy afternoon light through the windows he looked beautiful and dissolute, shirt open at the collar and streaks of golden hair falling into his eyes, like some Regency buck after a long night's dancing.

The sun has started to slide down the sky.

Sun melting over it, slow as butter on toast.

The whiskey was rich and smooth and it burned trails of light right down to my fingertips.

The noting should be like a whisper in the mind, not like a mantra, or word to focus on. Keep it very soft and light. As an aid to practice, mental noting can help to clearly acknowledge with precision what is actually happening.

Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.

The poet Rumi saw clearly the relationship between our wounds and our awakening. He counseled, "Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.

Like a great tree, mindful prayer sinks its roots into the dark depths in order to reach up fully to the light.

Keeping our gaze on the bandaged place, as Rumi says, allows the light to enter.

Spirituality means both accepting and mastering one's instincts: living one's natural desires in the light of one's principles is a prayer. It is never a misdeed, nor is it hypocrisy.

my limbs became leaden, my head light as yarn on a weaver's spindle. My vision dazzled with the colours of richly shot silk; above me the sky was a tentative white canopy.

And what is Reason to Love? Light up, quick!—And where is thy old study of philosophy?—Away with the long toil of wisdom; this one thing only I know, that Love took captive even the mind of Zeus.

It is, in effect, as though we forget who and what we most truly are, and thus must labor to remember ourselves and reintegrate ourselves to the state of the person of light who is united with divine being in the light-continuum.

What was real was the dance of light in her eyes and the quick current of our blood.

all I had were words, which are as light and flimsy as air.

Los hijos de las tinieblas no se sentían acosados por su conciencia y por lo tanto, podían gozar alegremente de la vida. Los hijos de la luz en cambio, tenían la expresión seria y vivían apenados porque en el mundo reinaba el mal.