Quotes About Streetlight

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations.

Night, street and streetlight, drugstore, The purposeless, half-dim, drab light. For all the use live on a quarter century – Nothing will change. There's no way out. – You'll die – and start all over, live twice, Everything repeats itself, just as it was: Night, the canal's rippled icy surface, The drugstore, the street, and streetlight.

a streetlight reflected off the black cobblestones . . . in such a way that there were thousands of brief white squiggles underfoot, looking like names engraved on black granite, as if the whole surface of the earth were paved by a single memorial.

The streetlight outside my house shines on tonight and I'm watching it like it could give me a vision. James ain't talked ever and he looks at that streetlight like it was a word and maybe like it was a verb. James wanted to streetlight me and make me bright and beautiful so all the moths and bats would circle me like I was the center of the world an held secrets.

The cold of Faerie magic pierced he warmth of the night; the Seeker's will cast a shadow as she pausd under a streetlight, again chafing her hands.

one of the crazies moved into the cone of light beneath a streetlight. It was a black man, high-stepping and making jerking movements with his arms. He made a crisp turn and began moving back into the darkness. He was a trombone player in a matching band in a world somewhere else.

I pulled the loaded gun out of my coat, most people were the worst for wear with the drink, although I was well known and easily recognised with the big scar down my face. Well, didn't I go and let both barrels off at the streetlight, it exploded into pieces and the front of the pub went into darkness.

Should we do this now? Pam gave an almost inaudible snort. She was smiling in the glow of the streetlight, suddenly exhilarated. You waiting for an engraved invite? Lord save me from sarcastic vampires.

There isn't one celebrity I've worked with who doesn't have major doubts about what impact they are having. I am glad when they question the impact, because it shows they are based firmly in the reality that peacemaking isn't the same as changing a streetlight or distributing mosquito nets.

The first public gas streetlight in the United States is lit in Baltimore, Maryland.

Once, she made a boy come out of his house and kiss her under the streetlight. It was her first kiss. She thinks it was probably his, too. She never told him and she never, ever will.

I swear, Nell said, walking faster, you're looking at a life of hamburger and no yelling. She held the dachshund closer, and it sighed this time and put its head on her arm, and she stopped to look down into its eyes. Hello, she said, and SugarPie stared back, pathetic and wide-eyed in the glow from the streetlight, her eyelashes fluttering like a Southern belle confronted by a Yankee.

We had nothing, no television, no radio, nothing to get in the way. We read by the streetlight at the top of the lane, and we acted out the stories.