Beam Quotes

We live on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam

Memories are like moonbeams; we do with them what we want.

Poise the cause in justice's equal scales, Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause prevails.

I think I got off on the wrong planet. Beam me up Scotty, there's no rational life here.

Faith is a beam radiating from the face of God.

Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his Hope with all.

Every one of his opinions appears to himself to be written with sunbeams.

Hold out your hands to feel the luxury of the sunbeams.

Whitney Houston was a laser beam ... She always gave me better than what I asked for in the studio

Laughter is a sunbeam of the soul.

Happiness is being on the beam with life - to feel the pull of life

I am a moonbeam, free to go whenever I choose.

The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.

Coldly and capriciously the slanting sunbeams fall.

Testimony is not something you have today, and you are going to have always. A testimony is fragile. It is as hard to hold as a moonbeam. It is something you have to recapture every day of your life.

You cannot behave appropriately, unless you perceive correctly. Once you perceive you are a beam of Light, that comes from the mind of God, you will carry yourself differently.

The keeping of bees is like the direction of sunbeams.

There's something inside you that knows when you're in the center, that knows when you're on the beam or off the beam. And if you get off the beam to earn money, you've lost your life. And if you stay in the center and don't get any money, you still have your bliss.

Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.

It is one soul which animates all men.

Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher.

A beam in darkness: let it grow.

We are here to learn to endure the beams of love

Step not beyond the beam of the balance.

Sense is our helmet, wit is but the plume; The plume exposes, 'tis our helmet saves. Sense is the diamond, weighty, solid, sound; When cut by wit, it casts a brighter beam; Yet, wit apart, it is a diamond still.