Quotes About Illumination

Shining a light creates shadows

We forget just how painfully dim the world was before electricity. A candle, a good candle, provides barely a hundredth of the illumination of a single 100 watt light bulb.

Light is everything in photographs and has to be considered in all situations.

As the visit of one we love makes the whole day pleasant, so is it illumined and made fair by a brave and beautiful thought.

As late as the 1930s, almost half of London streets were still lit by gas.

We forget just how painfully dim the world was before electricity. A candle—a good candle—provides barely a hundredth of the illumination of a single 100-watt lightbulb.* Open your refrigerator door and you summon forth more light than the total amount enjoyed by most households in the eighteenth century.

The very brightest gas streetlamps provided less light than a modern 25-watt bulb.

And I should mention the light which falls through the big windows this time of day italicizing everything it touches...

There is enough light for those who only desire to see, and enough obscurity for those who have a contrary disposition

In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those who don't.

Miraba las estrellas que se perseguían por el cielo, despidiendo grandes resplandores al alcanzarse. Tres de ellas, arriba, a la derecha, mimaban una danza oriental. De ven cuando volutas de noche las ocultaban.

Perhaps... these days of less sunlight are opportunities for more contemplative time, more looking deeply to see what can only be seen in the dark.

A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.

No podía apartar los ojos del alfiler. Una gran luz blanca parecía desprenderse de él, iluminando la habitación. Luego la luz se retiraba hacia su propio interior dejando una gota de rocío sobre un campo de oro.

In the dust of Her feet are the hosts of heaven/and Her star sequined hair/ Is crowned with a coven of six and seven/Blue suns burning there. —VICTOR H. ANDERSON (IN HIS POEM "QUAKORALINA," IN Thorns of the Blood Rose)

Turning to the open window above my head, I saw the full moon, glowing as bright as a pot of molten silver. Moonlight poured through the window, and through the gaps in the thatched roof, painting the interior of the hut with its gleaming brush. For a moment, the moonlight nearly disguised the poverty of the room, covering the earthen floor with a sheath of silver, the rough clay walls with sparkles of light, and the still-sleeping form in the corner with the glow of an angel.

You bring me news Of a door that opens at the end of a corridor, Sunlight and singing; when I had felt sure That every corridor only led to another, Or to a blank wall; that I kept moving Only so as not to stay still. Singing and light.

Prideep pointed to the flames of paraffin lamps as they came alive in the distance and cackled in awe at the experience. (…) I was to discover that making tasty soup with one carrot, ten peas and a little dishwater, was his greatest skill. One wondered what the man would be capable of creating with a blender and a non-stick frying-pan.

Without reading, we are all without light in the dark, without fire in the cold.

They're letting off about two thousand fireworks.

Lit more than enlightened.

The kingdom of heaven is the perception of light. If your perception is clear, you will see that your whole body is full of light. Only blindness keeps anyone from seeing it.

See with lamps on, Christy. Eyes wide open. See yourself as beautiful. The

The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eye is clear, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eye is bad, your whole body will be full of darkness.