Light Quotes - Page 160

A lovely lady, garmented in light From her own beauty.

Whatever is happening is the path to enlightenment.

For light I go directly to the Source of light, not to any of the reflections.

I’m afraid of love, because it involves things that are beyond our understanding; it sheds such a brilliant light, but the shadow it casts frightens me.

Shut your eyes, wait, think of nothing. Now, open them ... one sees nothing but a great coloured undulation. What then? An irradiation and glory of colour. This is what a picture should give us ... an abyss in which the eye is lost, a secret germination, a coloured state of grace ... loose conciousness. Descend with the painter into the dim tangled roots of things, and rise again from them in colours, be steeped in the light of them.

It is not so much light that falls over the world extended by your body its suffocating snow, as brightness, pouring itself out of you, as if you were burning inside. Under your skin the moon is alive.

A burthen cheerfully borne becomes light

It's one thing to go through a crisis grandly, yet quite another to go through every day glorifying God when there is no witness, no limelight, and no one paying even the remotest attention to us.

At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets.

I think that those elements - light and sound - are beyond democratic. They're into the creative part of life.

I wondered how they would top the Pirates and skeletons and moonlight, because that's a pretty cool concept.

The expansion of the whole cosmos was but the shrinkage of all its physical units and of the wavelengths of light.

I have arrived, and the spotlight is on me, honey!

It's a bit like walking down a long, dark corridor never knowing when the light will go on.

Night was spreading slowly around the spinning Earth. It should have been full of pinpricks of light. It was not. There were five billion people down there. What was going to happen soon would make barbarism look like a picnic - hot, nasty, and eventually given over to the ants.

There is a light which cannot ever be extinguished. It is inside of you... It is you.

When the light of the star which flows into my eyes as a drop of gold first pierced the darkness in space, there was not a single eye on earth looking at the sky.

Any writer of any worth at all hopes to play only a pocket-torch of light - and rarely, through genius, a sudden flambeau - into the bloody yet beautiful labyrinth of human experience, of being.

Foster peace in your own life and then apply the Art to all that you encounter.

In the realm of totalitarian kitsch, all answers are given in advance and preclude any questions.

If there is one word that makes creative people different from others, it is the word complexity. Instead of being an individual, they are a multitude. Like the color white that includes all colors, they tend to bring together the entire range of human possibilities within themselves. Creativity allows for paradox, light, shadow, inconsistency, even chaos -and creative people experience both extremes with equal intensity.

But the system of prices ruling the market not only transmits information in the light of which economic agents can mutually adjust their actions, it also provides them with an incentive to exercise economy in terms of money.

So it was scary, but that's how it goes. To my great delight, I discovered that it did all belong.

The sun sank with a sob and darkness waded in from all horizons so that the sky contracted and there was no more light left in the world, when, at this very moment of annihilation, the moon, as though she had been waiting for her cue, sailed up the night.

Love delights and glorifies in giving, not receiving.