Quotes About Light

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.'—Groucho Marx.

Nature guards its secrets zealously, and it takes grit and determination to shed light on them.

You are both the most caring, giving people I know. You share, you love, you devote yourselves to each other and me. You're unselfish and generous with your souls. That is why she loved you, why I love you. So, while we miss her every day, please console yourselves with knowing you were lights in her life.

This is the first thing the Holy Spirit does in your life. He brings you God's presence, and when He does, you will no longer be in the dark. The Holy Spirit has a beautiful identity. He is called 'The Angel of God's presence.' He is the One Who brings us the presence of God and makes it real to us.

When the Holy Spirit comes into your life, He will show you things to come; you will no longer be in the dark. You will no longer walk in confusion but live each day in the light. You will face the future with faith and confidence. He is the Spirit of reality, Hallelujah!

If you believe in light, it's because of the darkness. If you believe in the truth, it's because of their lies. If you believe in God, you must believe in the Devil.

Yes, perhaps what she was looking for among the children was shelter. Their light precarious breath, their small hands holding one's own. And the fact that only important things are important to them. Love, for example, she can't help still believing in it, somewhat. When doubts came--love, what is it? can it help to shift a single speck of dust?--then sometimes she thought back to the little schoolhouse...

When she walked through the door, the sidewalk swayed beneath her feet as if blown by a light breeze, and she stumbled against Dells, who grabbed her before she could fall. "Whoopsy daisy," he said. "Beware of the sidewalk. It's meaner than it looks." "I like whiskey," Harper informed him solemnly. "But not this much whiskey.

The desire to criticise becomes less and less as the character is developed. It is the mark of a fine character never to be critical and to mention but rarely the faults of others. A strong character does not resist evil, but uses their strength in building the good. They know that when the light is made strong, the darkness will disappear of itself.

Remember that Darkness feeds on your fear and anger, so stop feeding it.

Cheers the spirit, humor does, even at the darkest times.

The eye cannot always be trusted. We think what we see is always real, that the light always reveals what is there the same way at all times. But light and shadow can be manipulated, directed, by those that understand it... And so your eye perceives something entirely different from what you thought was there.

Overhead, several bare bulbs glow like tiny moons.

Irish lace, hanging in the windows, filters the afternoon light, softening the lines on her face.

Mr. Kaminski pulled a chain hanging from the pressed-metal kitchen ceiling, and light seeped from a bulb, casting a wan glow over a scarred wooden table, a small stained sink with a faucet that ran cold water, a gas stove. In the hall, outside the apartment door, was a lavatory we shared with our neighbors—a

She wished she hadn't succumbed to irritation. Because she wanted to know about his inner feelings. She always thought people were like pieces of art glass-- strong enough to handle and use, delicate enough to shatter under a strong blow, and filled with swirls of color that fascinated the eye. But while most people--and most glass--allowed light through, she could discern nothing of Devlin's heart and soul through the smoke and mirrors he held before him.

Truth brought to public light recruits the best of us to work for change. On the other hand, even the best-intentioned "noble lie" ultimately discredits the finest of causes.

Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.

The stars rise, the moon bends her arc, Each glowworm winks her spark

The light of the years to come, to me; and the law would give them into your charge because you are their mother, no matter what kind of a woman you are.

Und was ist deine Meinung?' wiederholte der Mann. Dallow kniff die Augen leicht zusammen und sagt rasch ohne weiter zu überlegen: 'Ein Lichtspiel. Die Welt ist ein Lichtspiel.' ('And what is your opinion?' the man repeated. Dallow slightly squinted his eyes and said quickly without contemplating any further: 'A play of lights. The world is a play of lights.')

Claude Monet was the incomparable painter of bright daylight...Monet was the painter of light.

Le silence est aux bruits ce que l'ombre est a la lumière, ou le sommeil a la veille: une autre face indispensable.

You're like a candle in a dark room, throwing light backwards and forwards.