Quotes About Light

En la luz, la apariencia; en la sombra, nosotros. La sombra es la realidad de milagro que traduce lo invisible.

Yo no sé lo que soy, ni adónde voy, ni lo que hago; pero, yo también he gritado desde el fondo de mi abismo, hacia un poco de luz.

There is no closed figure in nature. Every shape participates with another. No one thing is independent of another, and one thing rhymes with another, and light gives them shape.

I'm standing in the lake, forming a whirlpool with my arms, letting the force of atonement pull me into its center until I cannot any longer hang onto my observations or any sense of myself, like dust and hydrogen clouds getting all excited white creating new stars to light the backyard. How poignantly emptiness cries out to be filled.

A picture must possess a real power to generate light and for a long time now I've been conscious of expressing myself through light or rather in light.

The obscure only exists that it may cease to exist. In it lies the opportunity of all victory and all progress. Whether it call itself fatality, death, night, or matter, it is the pedestal of life, of light, of liberty and the spirit. For it represents resistance -- that is to say, the fulcrum of all activity, the occasion for its development and its triumph.

Klag ikke under stjernene over mangel på lyspunkter i ditt liv

Klag ikke under Stjernerne over Mangel paa lyse Punkter i dit Liv.

We watch our hopes, far flickering in the night, Once radiant torches, lighted in our youth, To guide, through years, to some broad morn of truth; But these go out and leave us with no light.

O May! your cheeks are sunset skies, Which the lips of the verge shall press, And the amber clouds caress-- Drifting along in the light which lies Over your soul-lit, jasmine eyes, In all its golden tenderness!

When you walk in the light, you will feel some of the warmth and the happiness that will finally be yours when you are welcomed home again with the hundreds and perhaps thousands of others whom you will bring with you, who have walked in the light because you did.

In a world that is being darkened by evil images and dishonest messages, you have been blessed to recognize more easily the flashes of light and truth. You have learned for yourself that light grows brighter as you receive it gladly. It will become brighter and brighter until the perfect day when we will be in the presence of the Source of the light.

We can with confidence set a goal to make this Christmas brighter than the last and each year that follows brighter still. The trials of mortality may increase in intensity, yet for us, darkness need not increase if we focus our eyes more singly on the light that streams down on us as we follow the Master. He will lead us and help us along the path that leads upward to the home for which we yearn.

Some murmur when the sky is clear and wholly bright to view, if one small speck of dark appear in their great heaven of blue: And some with thankful love are filled, if but one streak of light, one ray of God's good mercy, gild the darkness of their night.

Begin today No matter how feeble the light, let it shine as best it may. The world may need just that quality of light which you have.

To be a philosopher is to take to the road, never settling down in some place of satisfaction with a theory of the world, not even a place of reformation, nor of some illusory transformation of the conditions of this world. It aims for self- transformation, for the inner metamorphosis which is implied by the notion of a new, or spiritual rebirth.... The adventure of the mystical philosopher is essentially seen as a voyage which progresses towards the Light.

I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints.

He is not Old Brown any longer; he is an angel of light.

With all your science - can you tell how it is, and whence it is, that light comes into the soul?

The animal merely makes a bed, which he warms with his body in a sheltered place; but man, having discovered fire, boxes up some air in a spacious apartment, and warms that, instead of robbing himself, makes that his bed, in which he can move about divested of more cumbrous clothing, maintain a kind of summer in the midst of winter, and by means of windows even admit the light and with a lamp lengthen out the day.

Fraud and falsehood are his weak and treacherous allies; and he lurks trembling in the dark, dreading every ray of light, lest it should discover him, and give him up to shame and punishment.

Let no man imagine that he has no influence. Whoever he may be, and wherever he may be placed, the man who thinks becomes a light and a power.

Soldier from Space. Soldier of a different kind. Soldier of a different mind, from the dark and into light, then back again.

I lie on my side I wonder how much pain and horror can be contained In one human mind I turn on the light All I can think about is going somewhere