Light Quotes - Page 251

to know how to read is to light a lamp in the mind, to release the soul from prison, to open a gate to the universe." from Pavilion of Women page 292

It takes quite a while for the living to catch up with the believing, but of course it can. As we live up to the highest light we have, more light is given.

I adore being with Roberta. I adore being in her spiritual light. I adore being close to her talent and gifts.

A Warrior of Light never resorts to trickery, but he knows how to distract his opponent.

Because a warrior of light knows that he has duties and responsibilities.

You are the light of the world. Shine, and darkness will disappear.

He tries to show each person how much they are capable of achieving.

In these words lies all his power: He chose the path along which he is walking and so has no complaints.

Good-bye, my moonsong and my breath, my white nights and golden days, my fresh water and my fire. Good-bye, and may you find a better life, find comfort again and your breathless smile, and when your beloved face lights up once more at the Western sunrise, be sure what I felt for you was not in vain. Good-bye and have faith, my Tatiana.

For some strange reason we don't go to charming, light movies anymore. People expect a movie to be heavy and turgid, like "American Beauty." We've become a heavy-handed society.

The sheer volumes of songs have come from the hours of cold and darkness that one spends inside with the lights on.

Growing nations should remember that, in nature, no tree, though placed in the best conditions of light, soil, and plot, can continue to grow and spread indefinitely.

One should be light like a bird, and not like a feather.

English is the language of a people ho have probably earned their reputation for perfidy and hypocrisy because their language itself is so flexible, so often light-headed with with statements which appear to mean one thing one year and quite a different thing the next.

Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour, And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined, Loves to commune with thoughts of tender power,-- A shining Jacob's-ladder of the mind!

Look closely at the Japanese; they draw admirably and yet in them you will see life outdoors and in the sun without shadows.

Verse is not written, it is bled; Out of the poet's abstract head. Words drip the poem on the page; Out of his grief, delight and rage.

I'm interested in the landscape of the face, the way in which light and shadow fall across the forms. That's really my subject matter.

An optical impression is produced on our organs of sight which makes us classify as light, half-tone or quartertone, the surfaces represented by colour sensations. So that light does not exist for the painter.

Light inspires me. I'm drawn to architecture, often graves, statues, trees - things usually that are quite still. I've been taking pictures continuously since 1995 until the end of Polaroid film. I'm taking very few pictures nowadays because I have very little film left, most of it expired.

Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door.

We can see the light but we are still inside the tunnel, ... We have not been able to get to all the communities.

Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas? How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

Love is a clash of lightnings

Its more than a simple belief that there is good and that it should fight the evil in the world. It's a personification of Light and Darkness at their most elemental level, as forces that are so absorbed with themselves that one cannot exist without the other though they constantly try to consume one another. One of the earliest repersentations of Light and Darkness was of Light being a massive black bull and Darkness being an enormous white bull.