Quotes About Light

Behind us the walls of the house were dark; the lighted windows shone as if they were floating and might twist or slant or change places.

It took me a long time to see what was happening to me then. I have known no sudden revelations. No stroke of light has ever knocked me blind to the ground. But I know now that even then, in my hopelessness and sorrow, I began a motion of the heart toward my origins. Far from rising above them, I was longing to sink into them until I would know the fundamental things. I needed to know the original first chapter of the world.

We sell the world to buy fire, our way lighted by burning men, and that has bent my mind and made me think of darkness and wish for the dumb life of roots.

What repair, what return, will undo the consuming self-belittlement that inherits, disvalues, neglects, and ruins the decent small farm- the earned, kept, and cherished good of a lifetime's work gone- to break the heart? And yet the light comes. And yet the light is here. Over the long shadows the late light moves in beauty through the living woods.

The pasture, bleached and cold two weeks ago, Begins to grow in the spring light and rain;

From cloud to sea to cloud, I climb The deer road through the leafless trees Under a wind that batters limb On limb, still roaring as it has Two nights and days, cold in slow spring. But ancient song in a wild throat Recalls itself and starts to sing In storm-cleared light...

In this brief Sabbath now, time fit To be eternal. Such a bliss Of bloom's no ornament, but root And light, a saving loveliness, Starred firmament here underfoot.

So what was still and dark wakes up, Becomes intelligent, moves, names Itself by hunger and by kind, Walks, swims, flies, cries, calls, speaks, or sings. We all are praising, praying to The light we are, but cannot know.

VI We travelers, walking to the sun, can't see Ahead, but looking back the very light That blinded us shows us the way we came, Along which blessings now appear, risen As if from sightlessness to sight, and we, By blessing brightly lit, keep going toward That blessed light that yet to us is dark.

The dark Again has prayed the light to come Down into it, to animate And move it in its heaviness. So what was still and dark wakes up, Becomes intelligent, moves, names Itself by hunger and by kind...

We are all here for a reason.I believe the reason is to throw little torches out to lead people thru the darkness.

The sun will shine at midnight, and the Great Elephant will not dim it.

The clouds had gathered, within the last half-hour. The light was dull; the distance was dim. The lovely face of Nature met us, soft and still and colourless – met us without a smile.

Observe, dear lady, what a light is dying on the trees! Does it penetrate your heart, as it penetrates mine?

Not in the obscurity of midnight, but in the searching light of day, did the supernatural influence assert itself. Neither revealed by a vision, nor announced by a voice, it reached mortal knowledge through the sense which is least easily self-deceived: the sense that feels.

tenait, une vive clarté rejaillissait sur ses

one should carry a small candle about the corners of a room radiant with a central light.

What is wisdom? It is an application of experience to present problems, a view of the part in the light of the whole, a perspective of the moment in the vista of years past and years to come.

life means for us constantly to transform into light and flame all that we are or meet with";1

Memory is the hotel curtain that never completely closes. Memory always lets in just enough light to fill the room and ruin your sleep.

In the movies, when you wake up after some sort of accident, you open your eyes and see the face of a loved one hovering above you, calling out your name, an incantation of love and worry and devotion. You look for the light. They bring you back from the brink.

I have brought light into this world, and I have been given light from this world. And what light it is! I can say that I have lived. Can you say that you have lived? You must be able to say you have lived. I have loved, and I have been loved. That is all we should want. This is all you have to do right now. It's right in front of you. So just take it. I know I plan to.

Morning came, and a grey wash of light found Dan, his cheek thrust hard in the carpeted right-angle of the bottom stair

If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.