Quotes About Light

Celsus, in common with most of the Grecians, looked upon Christianity as a blind faith, that shunned the light of reason. In speaking of the Christians, he says: "They are forever repeating: 'Do not examine. Only believe, and thy faith will make thee blessed. Wisdom is a bad thing in life; foolishness is to be preferred.'" [272:1]

And those who lay in their beds there felt that they were within a wall that the Abbess has built for them. Within all was light and warmth, and without was the darkness they would not exchange even for a relief from pain and from dying.

There have always been a few Initiates in each generation, in the various lands of the earth, who kept alive the sacred flame of the Hermetic Teachings, and such have always been willing to use their lamps to re-light the lesser lamps of the outside world, when the light of truth grew dim, and clouded by reason of neglect, and when the wicks became clogged with foreign matter.

Maggie decided to walk into the dense grove of trees. Here, on the back lawn, Lakshmi would feel exposed, naked, in the glare of the sunlit afternoon. But the light would be weak in the woods, and if there was one thing that Maggie had learned in her years as a therapist, it was that shame required darkness.

It is dark. But inside Bhima's heart, it is dawn.

These are visualized in the form of white clouds, bright lights, and streams of nectar, which enter the bodies of other beings.

Without the shading there is not so much depth. A poster without any shading may be brilliant and effective; but it does not have depth in it. The contrast between shadow and light gives an added dimension to the painting. So it is in the chart, recognition of the Shadow seems to intensify the highlights. (Carl Leipert)

The days will always be brighter because he existed. The nights will always be darker because he's gone.

I am not a dark person and I don't consider myself dark.

These are the first responders," said Serge. "Our state's finest, putting their lives on the line for the rest of us every single day, and what thanks do they get? A highway of dickheads who don't want to miss the next traffic light.

An enlightened being no longer believes he is a body. The body belongs to Nature, not to him, and so its fate is of no importance. He is One with everything. He sees Goodness everywhere. He is bathed in divine Light. He has become All-Mind.

I will always find my light. No question. And if I don't, I'll know, because my dad will be the first person to call me and say, like, 'You need to have him bring another 2K in,' and 'Why aren't you using this sort of lighting gel?' The crew guys know that it's where I grew up.

I went to a doctor and told him I felt normal on acid, that I was a light bulb in a world of moths. That is what the manic state is like.

Runners, by nature, are intentional people and normally pretty light on our feet.

A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle.

There is nothing in the dark that isn't there when the lights are on.

But I notice that there is a lack of darkness in my movies and I don't know where that comes from.

My wife jokes that any time I want to take a picture of her, it has nothing to do with her - it's just because the light is really nice. She's usually right. I definitely am somebody who notices the way the light skips off the floor.

I want to be a little more dramatic nowadays. I definitely want something big and funny, but I look for things that can just have people see me in a different light and let me mature as both an entertainer and an actor and a comedian.

My art has no object, no image, no point of focus.

Blue oblivion, largely lit, smiled and smiled at me.

I have always had an obsession with candles.

I've become very fond of the law. I've always been an advocate for justice, which occasionally the law brings to light.

Was it an hour, or a week before the light of the moon rose in the interior of my body? A bird with luminous wings flew in front of that full moon, and its head was as radiant as a point of light. That bird must be the Khu--this sweet bird of the night--a creature of divine intelligence loaned to us just so much as the Ren or the Sekhem. Yes, the Khu was a light in your mind while you lived, but in death, it must return to heaven. For the Khu was also eternal.