Quotes About Light

The fire of suffering becomes the light of consciousness.

Just as the moon has no light of its own, but can only reflect the light of the sun, so are past and future only pale reflections of the light, power, and reality of the eternal present.

You teach through being, through demonstrating the peace of God. You become the "light of the world," an emanation of pure consciousness, and so you eliminate suffering on the level of cause.

Love makes the world less worldly, less dense, more transparent to the divine dimension, the light of consciousness itself.

There is only one perpetrator of evil on the planet: human unconsciousness. That realization is true forgiveness. With forgiveness, your victim identity dissolves, and your true power emerges—the power of Presence. Instead of blaming the darkness, you bring in the light.

tendrá elección. Nadie elige la disfunción, el conflicto, el dolor. Nadie elige la locura. Ocurren porque no hay suficiente presencia en usted para disolver el pasado, suficiente luz para disipar las tinieblas.

An] unconscious fear of facing the pain [...] lives in you. But if you don't face it, if you don't bring the light of your consciousness into the pain, you will be forced to relive it again and again.

Jesus's statement that "your whole body will be filled with light

We believe that ghosts draw electromagnetic energy from the plant life, trees, and bushes and that this energy is one of the reasons they often project a brilliant light. Indoors, ghosts draw on human sources for their energy and their glow.

room after the tragedy, had put out the light. And during the night you heard no sound whatever. Miss Ellerslie? Forgive me for repeating my questions to you, but I am trying to recall any sound which may have reached your ears during your wakeful hours, but which you dismissed from your thoughts as of no significance

Glowing. The moon through a doorway. Breath hard in my throat. Heart full to burst. The moon through a doorway. And its light… Hope.

Each woman who lives in the light of eternity can fulfill her vocation no matter if it is in marriage, in a religious order or in a worldly profession.

Intellect is the light which illuminates its path, and without this light, emotion changes back and forth. In fact, if emotions prevail over the intellect, it is able to obscure the light and distort the picture of the entire world…. Emotional stirrings need the control of reason and the direction of the will.

I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.

Two ways to be a light for all, is to be a flaming candle or the mirror that reflects it

Her black brows, her reddish-tawny hair and the pure red and white of her complexion defied the searching decomposing radiance: she might have been some fabled creature whose home was in a beam of light.

Ah, my dear; and I shall never be happy unless I can open the windows!

I want our life to be like a house with all the windows lit.

Lady Brightlingsea considered it her duty to fish out of this out darkness, and drag for a moment into the light, any person or obligation entitled to fix her husband's attention; but they always faded back into night as soon as they had served their purpose.

Društvo je nebesko telo koje se okre?e i treba ga procenjivati na osnovu mesta koje zauzima na nebu svakog pojedinca; a trenutno je svoju svetlost usmeravalo ka Lili.

There are 2 ways of spreading light: to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it.

T]he one plain duty of every man is to face the future as he faces the present, regardless of what it may have in store for him, turning toward the light as he sees the light, to play his part manfully, as a man among men.

The flutter of the leaves brought on your trance. Hundreds of thousands of sycamore leaves all obeying the same wind, their wide green palms opening then tightening, letting in and keeping out the light, changing the prospect from outdoor to indoor, forever altering. It was the most lonesome hour just before dusk with all the colors going, all the streamers , the pinks and reds, and violets and indigos and blues, the lovely laneways of vanquishing light.

Michael, my darling light. Be sure to have Masses said for the repose of his soul and for us. Your loving mother, Bridget