Quotes About Light

Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression.

The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones. Warehouses full of light and dust. Empty attics with a view. Coastlines. Prairies.

You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.

Swimming instruction, which in time became swimming practice, was gruelling, but there was the deep pleasure of doing a stroke with increasing ease and speed, over and over, till hypnosis practically, the water turning from molten lead to liquid light.

The sun was beginning to pull the curtains on the day.

So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.

For fear, real fear, such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your mortal end, nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further

So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you.

Those who carry a knife and a pear are never afraid of the dark.

God's revelation was not a mystic secret for the initiated, but a light to guide every member of God's community.

Not unlike the toaster, I control darkness.

April prepares her green traffic light and the world thinks Go.

The night is darkest before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming.

it creates a three-dimensional image of light, a hologram,

Darkness approaches from outside. I feel no light inside me strong enough to resist it.

The people who really thirst for life, who stand daily on the brink of every kind of death, who struggle desperately to distinguish some light in the seated mystery of human existence— these are the people to whom the Gospel of salvation is primarily and most especially addressed, and inevitably they all remain far removed from the rationalistically organized social conventionalism of established Christianity.

The candlestick is their witness to the world. It's their light in the darkness. This is not a warning that the people will lose their salvation - that's not what Jesus is saying. However, they will lose their witness to a dying world that needs the love of God.

If you start in the pit of despair with these profane, awful things, even a glimmer of hope or awareness is going to occur that's much brighter coming from this dark, awful beginning.

In horror's wake, hope was a bountiful garden.

You could have been the light of your world. But you never found your switch.

Etiam capillus unus habet umbrau. Even one hair has a shadow.

à ceux dont l'âme a faim et soif de la lumière d'amour libératrice, je les invite à explorer certains travaux moins connus, tels que les manuscrits de la mer Morte et les manuscrits de Nag Hammadi. Ils y trouveront des traductions directes de discours du

See, there's three lights now where there was only two before.' I look out across the sea. There, the two lights are blinking as before, but with another, steady light, shining in between. 'Can you see it?' he says. 'I can,' I say. 'It's there.' And that is when he puts his arms around me and gathers me into them as though I were his own.

Since life's like that: you press a button and life lights up.