Quotes About Lights

Lights became so hot they melted mascara on women's faces in early television.

When I am in a hotel, and I turn off the lights and the TV, I just freak out. I turn the TV back on and don't get any sleep.

I love the Bowery Hotel by night.

My first agent dissuaded me from calling myself 'Cumberbatch.' I had six months of not very productive time with her, so I changed agents. The new one said, 'Why aren't you using your family name? It's a real attention-grabber.' I worried, 'How much is it going to cost to put my name in lights?' But then I decided that's not my problem.

When I was growing up, I actually went through, in New York City, blackouts when we had to close the windows and worry about air raids. I don't know whether or not those were realistic worries or not, but as a kid, when we all had to run around pulling down the drapes and turning the lights off; it was a very frightening experience.

Everyone knows what a time machine looks like: something like a steampunk sled with a red velvet chair, flashing lights, and a giant spinning wheel on the back. For those of a younger generation, a souped-up stainless-steel sports car is an acceptable substitute; our British readers might think of a 1950s-style London police box.76 Details of operation vary from model to model,

When the Penguins arrived on Sunday from Boston, he wandered around Times Square with some of his teammates. He couldn't get over the lights and noise that never ceased. "It's a lot bigger than Cole Harbour," he said.

Vitamin D," Stevie said. "You need it." "You don't know that," he said. "I want to eat my meat in my room with the lights off." "As a writer, are those really the words you want to use?" Stevie asked.

The road was dark, edged with trees. Looking up, he could see a few leaves against the stars; the leaves were twisted and dry, ready to fall. There were distant lights in the windows of houses scattered through the countryside; but the lights made the road seem lonelier. He never felt loneliness except when he was happy.

Winter came and the city [Chicago] turned monochrome -- black trees against gray sky above white earth. Night now fell in midafternoon, especially when the snowstorms rolled in, boundless prairie storms that set the sky close to the ground, the city lights reflected against the clouds

His scent burst onto her brain like a rain of lights, causing her to know him perfectly. This is how moths speak to each other. The wrong words are impossible when there are no words.

I took off my shoes, as well, and followed her into the room. I'd left the lights on low so their reflection against the floor-to-ceiling window glass wouldn't obscure the view of the harbor and the lights of Hong Kong beyond it, but still she paused to log the room details before appreciating the panorama outside. I couldn't help smiling at that, although it wasn't unexpected. A civilian would never have paused before taking in that spectacular scenery.

I love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.

Love comes in every color, but the fact is... I never needed 50 Shades of Grey, Just turn the lights down low and give me every shade of blackness.

Ah, love is a voyage with water and a star, in drowning air and squalls of precipitate bran; love is a war of lights in the lightning flashes, two bodies blasted in a single burst of honey.

I send you Love and all Green Lights

love / is turning out the lights when others do, a curfew we / would take / for sails.

And they who for their country die shall fill an honored grave, for glory lights the soldier's tomb, and beauty weeps the brave.

I want to honor the cats who entered the Dark Forest to save the Clans with a special title. From now on they will be known as the Lights in the Mist.

Las luces del "Copacabana" rielando en el agua negra del malecón, que mana de las cloacas de Managua. Conversaciones absurdas de noches de borrachera que se repiten y se repiten como un disco rayado. Y los gritos de las ruletas, y las roconolas. "Y mi pecado está siempre delante de mí.

Prognoses which have been made contend that our technology will terminate in pure necromancy. If so, everything we now experience would be only a departure and mechanics would become refined to a degree that would no longer require any crude embodiment. Lights, words, yes even thoughts would be sufficient. (1957)

Despotism can only exist in darkness, and there are too many lights now in the political firmament to permit it to remain anywhere, as it has heretofore done, almost everywhere.

In terms of 'Beyond the Lights' and 'Belle,' they're definitely stories about identity. They're female empowerment stories. So I'm exploring that through my work.

To me, music is a luminous experience. Whenever I'm immersed in it, life lights up for me, no matter what else is going on.