Quotes About Radiance

A star is never afraid of darkness surrounding it, for its light comes from within.

He has the greatest light who has the greatest love.

Life is a dark stage on which you were born to shine.

Light poured out multiplies light poured in.

Love is the brightest star in the soul's sky.

Love pierces the soul more beautifully than light pierces the eyes.

Your inner light is your brightest light.

Your inner light lights up your outer world.

Stars shine long after they've flamed out and the shine they shine with is love.

Light was everything. Sunshine, windows with the blinds open. Pages with short chapters and lots of white space and Short. Paragraphs. Light was everything.

Light was everything.

DO NOT LET YOUR LIFE BE LIKE A SHOOTING STAR, WHICH LIGHTS UP THE SKY FOR ONLY A BRIEF MOMENT. LET YOUR LIFE BE LIKE THE SUN, WHICH ALWAYS BURNS BRIGHTLY IN THE HEAVENS, BRINGING LIGHT AND WARMTH TO ALL THOSE ON EARTH. LET YOUR LIGHT SHINE!

Through the whole course of history, two distinct willpowers have been noticed that would seem to be the opposed, elemental manifestations of the spirit of our globe, the one seeking only evil, injustice, tyranny and suffering, while the other strives for liberty, the right, radiance and joy.

All flesh, and even that of the world, radiates beyond itself.

His love shone as impartial as the sun.

Great ideas behave like the Sun. Even in the middle of nowhere, they find people and shine on them!

Real love and Sun have something in common; they are so bright that they don't have shadows, they are free of darkness!..

Sun gives light; torch gives light, candle gives light; smiling gives light.

Sun shines with its light; flowers shine with their beauties and men shine with their goodnesses.

Like many faeries she knew, he was sculpture-perfect, but instead of being wrought of shadows like those in her court, this faery had a tangled feel to him. Shadow and radiance. He didn't look much older than her, until she saw the arrogance in his posture. Then, he reminded her of Irial, of Bananach, of Keenan, of the faeries who walked through courts and crowds confident that they could slaughter everyone in the room. Like chaos in a glass cage.

o ar é uma pele, feita de poros por onde escoa a luz, gota por gota, como um suor solar.

Genuinely good people are like that. The sun shines out of them. They warm you right through.

Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished.

Bound to you as the rays are to the sun.