Quotes About Light

He opened his shirt and lowered his trousers. 'Bring the light over!' he ordered. I held the lamp close to the thin, tanned body. What with deep scars, bullet and sword marks, his body was like a collander. 'Now look at the other side!' He turned round and showed me his back. 'Not a scratch on the back, you see. Do you understand? Now take the lamp back.

Gehurkt aan de waterrand volgde ik het wonder. De sterren verbleekten, de hemel werd lichter, en tegen het licht tekenden met fijne pen de bergen, de bomen, de meeuwen zich af. De dag brak aan.

The real meaning of enlightenment is to gaze with undimmed eyes on all darkness.

Und das Licht hat geschworen, nicht aufzugeben, aber es weiß, das es keine Rettung gibt, es wird sich nicht ergeben, es erlischt.

How does the light of a star set out and plunge into black eternity in its immortal course? The star dies, but the light never dies; such also is the cry of freedom.

Science is a bit like the joke about the drunk who is looking under a lamppost for a key that he has lost on the other side of the street, because that's where the light is. It has no other choice.

Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

Evil cannot and will not be vanquished by evil. Dark will only swallow dark and deepen. The good and the light are the keenest weapons.

She's the light. Before, you can fumble around in the dark or manage in the dim. You don't even know it's dim because that's the way it's always been. But then, she's the light. Everything changes. If the light shuts off, or worse, you're stupid enough to shut it off yourself, it's a hell of a lot darker than before.

Where there is a great deal of light, the shadows are deeper.

I have to get used to it—to her, but she's put a light in him so I think I'm going to be a fan. You're a stand-up gal, Swede. If she screws him up, I'll peel the skin off her ass with a dull razor blade.

And the light shineth in the darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. —John 1:5

E vorba despre c?l?toria pe care o parcurge ÅŸi despre acceptarea ei. E viaÅ£a ÅŸi lumina din tine. Åži iubirea. Ochii Rosei se umezir?, iar ea îÅŸi trecu mâinile peste burtic?.

If the worlds were as we wish, the light would be only for joy and beauty, for healing and help. But the worlds are not what we wish. So we use the light to protect and shield, to fight the dark, even kill.

A star dawns in the night. Life through life, blood through blood to shine its light. Through love he was given the gift of birth, and from breath to death will walk the earth. The other gift comes through blood and bone, and is for him to take and own. Charm of the moon, power of the sun. Never forgetting an it harm done.

Åžtiu. Da, aÅŸa este. Ea este lumina. Înainte, poÅ£i s? umbli prin întuneric sau s? te descurci în lumina slab?. Nici m?car nu ÅŸtii c?-i slab?, pentru c? aÅŸa a fost mereu. Dar apoi, ea e lumina. Totul se schimb?. - Dac? lumina se stinge sau, mai r?u, dac? eÅŸti destul de prost încât s? o stingi singur, este cu mult mai întuneric decât era înainte.

I don't believe in demons, That isn't a lie. But I have seen what was once the unbelievable. I've seen the beauty and the wonder of it. I believe what we've termed the uncanny - there is light and dark in them, as there is light and dark in all of us - will also be swept up and detained and tested. And, I fear, that what H5N1-X leaves us, all of us, will not destroy us, but the fear and violence it breeds in those of us who give in to it - the forced restrictions on freedom - could.

Venice was a woman, la bella donna, elegant in her age, sensual in her watery curves, mysterious in her shadows. The first sight of her, rising over the Grand Canal with her colors tattered and faded like old ballgowns, called to the blood. The light, a white, washing sun, would sweep over her and lose itself like a wanderer in her sinuous veins, her secret turns. Here

Hope is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us. —Samuel Smiles

is like the sun, which, as we journey toward it, casts the shadow of our burden behind us. —Samuel Smiles

A soft light's got its own appeal.

Your power doesn't come from a void, girl. There is a source for the light, for all we are, for the air we breathe, the earth we stand on. Life is a gift, even to a blade of grass, and must be honored. We have been given more, and must honor the gift and the giver.

Where there is a great deal of light, the shadows are deeper. JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE

Solas don Saol. Light for Life.