Quotes About Light

allowing the river of light-the deepest currents of consciousness-to rise to the surface and, without anxiety, animate our lives. We are thus blessed to return to the scriptural text of our ordinary lives and live out its dream. Not to leave life but to learn how to be fully present in it.

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles.

Alive the festal air With gauze-winged creatures fair, That flicker everywhere, Dart, poise, and flash along.

Architecture is the masterly, correct, and magnificent play of masses brought together in light.

Space and light and order. Those are the things that men need just as much as they need bread or a place to sleep.

Architecture is the learned game; correct and magnificent of forms assembled in the light

It is of the nature of idea to be communicated: written, spoken, done. The idea is like grass. It craves light, likes crowds, thrives on crossbreeding, grows better for being stepped on.

Have you never thought how danger must surround power as shadow does light?

Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.

I want to light the lights of patriotism.

Well, there's a light in your eye that keeps shinin', like a star that can't wait for the night.

And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our souls There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last Where all are one and one is all To be a rock and not to roll.

No matter what, you must let your inner light guide you out of the darkness.

Once long ago in Wisconsin I saw the heavens draped in rich purple auroral clouds fringed and folded in most magnificent forms; but in this glory of light, so pure, so bright, so enthusiastic in motion, there was nothing in the least cloudlike.

God's holy light making all divine.

Mother Teresa used the analogy of electricity: "The wire is you and me; the current is God," she said. "We have the power to let the current pass through us, use us, and produce the light of the world—Jesus.

The most tangible of all visible mysteries - fire.

And as we mean to be very powerful writers, as well as every thing else that is desirable, power is never seen to so much advantage as when it goes about a thing carelessly; you like to see a light horseman, who seems as if he could abolish you with a passing cut, and not a great heavy fellow, who looks as if he should tumble down in case of missing you, or a little red staring busy body, who would be obliged to wield his sword two-handed, and kill himself first with exertion.

I am not defined by darkness Confided the night Each dawn I am reminded I am defined by light

You might be afraid of the dark, but the dark is not afraid of you. That's why the dark is always close by.

That night was a dark day. Of course, all nights are dark days, because night is simply a badly lit version of day, ...

The night has a thousand eyes,'" Kit said hoarsely, and lifted her head to face the villain. The Baudelaires could tell by her voice that she was reciting the words of someone else. "'And the day but one; yet the light of the bright world dies with the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, and the heart but one: yet the light of a whole life dies when love is done.

The scientific principles of the convergence and refraction of light are very confusing, and quite frankly I can't make head or tail of them, even when my friend Dr. Lorenz explains them to me.

Of course, all nights are dark days, because night is simply a badly lit version of day, due to the fact that the Earth travels around and around the sun reminding everyone that it is time to get out of bed and start the day with a cup of coffee or a secret message folded up into a paper airplane that can sail out the barred window of a ranger station.