Quotes About Light

Soleil. Sunshine. Yeah. He could see that.

She was his. The lifemate he had endured centuries of emptiness waiting for. She was his world. The light. The colors he thought he had lost forever. She was the ecstasy he never knew existed. And she was with him for eternity.

She was purity. Goodness. Compassion. The other half of his soul. Light to his darkness. Everything that he was not.

The lights threw her Shadow into sharp relief behind her on the wall. The shadow was dark and thin, but threw out strong tubes, feelers reaching toward other shadows. When there were none, the feelers reached farther for connections, elongating, seeking, prompting another step from her.

A grim smile touched Gregori's sensual mouth, his silver eyes humorless and pierced with dangerous light. "They mean to capture us, Mikhail. Us, the two most powerful of our kind. Perhaps they need a real demonstration in power.

Lifemates are bound together for all eternity. One cannot exist without the other. We balance one another. You are the light to my darkness. We must share one another often.

She glanced at it now, thrown from the light from the flames dancing in the fireplace. Her shadow and Vittorio's were connected. More than connected. The tubes had intertwined to the point that it appeared to be one shadow, not two.

He could see faint streaks of light as if the man left behind prints. They didn't appear like footprints, there were more faint bluish lights, more of a blob-line than a print, but every person left them behind and from shadows he could see them. He couldn't spot the imaging once out of tube, but the shadows acted as if he was seeing through a thermal lens.

He forced air through his lungs and with it, brought in the scent of Amaryllis. The moment he took her in, his world changed. Lightened. She could do that, without doing more than existing.

Our males are of the darkness. Without our women, the other half of ourselves to provide the light, we become truly the vampires of the human legends.

Rage, rage"!' shouted Bryant, picking up his walking stick and waving it like a pirate cutlass. '"Rage against the dying of the light"!' 'Has he been at the sherry?' Renfield looked nonplussed. 'No,' said May wearily, 'he's been at the Dylan Thomas. Don't worry, I'll take care of him.

In one was, I suppose, I have been in denial for some time, knowingly burning the candle at both ends and finding that it often gives a lovely light. But for precisely this reason, I can't see myself smiting my brow with shock or hear myself whining about how it's all so unfair: I have been taunting the Reaper into taking a free scythe in my direction and have now succumbed to something so predictable and banal that it bores even me.

Knowingly burning the candle at both ends and finding that it often gives a lovely light

The hip-hop guy nodded curtly, like he knew that, and despite appearances to the contrary, he had not been trippin', but had, in fact, been chillin' like a mo-fuckin' villain, so step the fuck off, wigga. He crossed against the light, limping slightly under the weight of the subtext.

Lonliness evaporated off of them like the steam off dry ice, and by morning it was just a cloud on the ceiling of the room, then gone with the light.

The bat was looking at Theo and Theo was having trouble following his own thoughts.The bat was wearing tiny sunglasses.Ray Bans,Theo could see by the trademark in the corner of one lens.I'm sorry, Mr.,uh- Case, could you take the bat off your head.It's very distracting. Him. Pardon? It's a him.Roberto.He no like the light.

She was meaning and order and light, and now that she's gone, chaos falls like a dark leaden cloud.

I'm painting moments. Unrepeatable, singular moments of light.

The night was crisp and the stars shone with a cold blue light like loneliness or infinity.

Is it the fault of a girl bright with the light of romance that she falls in love with a rascal? Is the love any less pure? Any less heartfelt? Any less painful when lost?

See form, see line, see light, see shadow. See relationships of lines. The model is a collection of these elements, not a body.

not the end of the world, just darkness over everything, Charlie cheerfully said. it gets dark - turn on a light.

Some time ago, the Luminatus, or the Great Death, who kept balance between light and darkness, ceased to be. Since then, Forces of Darkness have been trying to rise from below. You are all that stands between them and destruction of the collective soul of humanity. Try not to screw up.

A solitary finger of light fell upon it, illuminating motes of golden dust floating in the air.