Quotes About Light

Love of Allah is the power of the heart, the sustenance of the heart, the light of the heart.

Only when we are brave enough to explore the darkness will we discover the infinite power of our light.

Be faithful that your authentic power is all you need to truly share your light with the world.

There is a world within - a world of thought and feeling and power; of light and beauty, and although invisible, its forces are mighty.

Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, as the sun does a candle's light.

Love is a weapon of Light, and it has the power to eradicate all forms of darkness. That is the key. When we offer love even to our enemies, we destroy their darkness and hatred.

As you begin to understand the immense power and love you hold inside, you will find an unending surge of joy, light and love that will nourish and support you all the days of your life.

I believe in the power of poetry, which gives me reasons to look ahead and identify a glint of light.

To a brighter light, to a promised land, you can feel the power, of the master's hand.

Let's go and get drunk on light again - it has the power to console.

Let light and love and power and death fulfil the purpose of the Coming One.

The power to learn is present in everyone's soul, and the instrument with which each learns is like an eye that cannot be turned around from darkness to light without turning the whole body.

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 that 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.

Storm clouds look dark because they are tall and thick. The water droplets inside block out light from the sun.

Another blinding California day. They were all blinding here.

God Appears and God is LightTo those poor Souls who dwell in Night,But does a Human Form DisplayTo those who Dwell in Realms of day.

Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees...

[L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning...

He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.

Thus out of small beginnings greater things have been produced by His hand that made all things of nothing, and gives being to all things that are; and, as one small candle may light a thousand, so the light here kindled hath shone unto many, yea in some sort to our whole nation.

Thus out of small beginnings greater things have been produced by His hand that made all things of nothing, and gives being to all things that are; and, as one small candle may light a thousand, so the light here kindled hath shone unto many...

Ultimately, that's what evil is . . . it's something bad without an explanation. Which is why it's terrifying. And as for mercy in the dark – well, what is salvation if not a light greater than all the shadows, something good which cannot be explained? It, too, can be terrifying. I doubt if men like Otto Brack, would dare look in its direction.

Here it was always the lightthat mattered, and only the light. Once, it had seemedthe objects mattered: the light was to see them by.Examined, they yielded nothing, nothing real.They were for seeing the light in various ways.They gathered it, released it, held it in.In them, the light revealed itself, took shape.Objects are nothing. There is only the light, the light!