Quotes About Brightness

Man, you have to admit, your future's so bright, we don't have to wear shades. Just rainsuits . . .

they looked 'like a well-lit-up street', nine miles long.

Breguswith's eyes were hard, bright blue, with none of that milky aging Hild saw in Æffe's and Brugen's eyes.

You're like a sharp bright piece broken from a star. Too sharp, too bright, sometimes for your own good.

And I am in love with light. Lock me in the sunshine.

Every single star has its separate light to shine.

She was too bright to take anything but the most superficial comfort from her denial. But even superficial comfort is better than none, I guess.

When I look into the future, it's so bright it burns my eyes.

My surroundings are becoming as bright as I am. Until now, usually, haven't the places we appeared automatically become bright and splendid?

Her laughter was a shiny thing, like pewter flung high in the air.

There is a brightness on her face and she keeps urging me on with tilts of her head and smiles and I think how hope may be the thing that pulls you forward, may be the thing that keeps you going, but that it's dangerous, too, that it's painful and risky, that it's making a dare to the world and when has the world ever let us win a dare?

Nothing is ever solved, Solving is an illusion. There are moments of spontaneous brightness, when the mind appears emancipated, but this is more epiphany.

But for us mortals, empathy really is a spotlight. It's a spotlight that has a narrow focus, one that shines most brightly on those we love and gets dim for those who are strange or different or frightening.

I CAN STILL SEE YOU: an echo that can be groped towards with antenna words, on the ridge of parting. Your face quietly shies when suddenly there is lamplike brightness inside me, just at the point where most painfully one says, never.

Es herrschte Lichtzwang

He liked having the boy there beside him. Like some bright flame of life still burning bright beside the spent lamp of his own spirit.

about the biting white ants that moved in menacing ribbons over the plains, or the vipers or the sun, which sometimes pulsed so brightly it seemed to want to flatten you or eat you alive.

The mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness; this power arises from within...could this influence be durable in its original purity and force, it is impossible to predict the greatness of the result; but when composition begins, inspiration is already on the decline; and the most glorious poetry that has been communicated to the world is probably a feeble shadow of the original conceptions of the poet.

The splendors of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil.

So may all Your enemies perish, O LORD! But may those who love You shine like the sun at its brightest.” And the land had rest for forty years.

“My father has brought trouble to the land,” Jonathan replied. “Just look at how my eyes have brightened because I tasted a little of this honey.

From the brightness of His presence coals of fire blazed forth.

Your life will be brighter than noonday; its darkness will be like the morning.

From the brightness of His presence His clouds advanced—hailstones and coals of fire.