No Light Quotes

I like all films whether it's dark or light, love, hate, whatever it is, I enjoy it.

Skin bathed in summer sunset light is sultry and sublime. Every woman looks irresistible in its glow-relaxed and sensual.

Being politically correct means always having to say you're sorry. Believe me, the power and pleasure and the emotion of this moment is a constant speed of light.

I'm not trying to be cool. I have a problem with lights. I have one eye that's become super-sensitive to lighting, so I do wear sunglasses quite a bit.

They encouraged you to put some of your weight in their hands and soon as you felt how light and lovely it was, they studied your scars and tribulations.

I wanted to separate color from race. Distinguishing color - light, black, in-between - as the marker for race is really an error.

Relationships are super complicated and always have dark and light in them. And all good sexual relationships do, too.

The Leftovers is a great basketball book that shines a light on what true competitors can overcome with a solid work ethic.

My bag was as light as my happy-go-lucky heart.

True Blood' is amazing. I have to give a shout out to 'Melrose Place' because I do watch. I love 'Entourage.' One of my favorite shows back in the day was 'Friday Night Lights.

You are just a murdered. (Near) (btw this was an epic win on near's part when light spazzed out and went crazy)

I just like comedy in general. My film work, which has been at times more dramatic, has been satisfying. But I never feel quite as good and as light and blissful as when I'm doing comedy.

All of us were slowly losing that intellectual light that allows you always to tell the similar from the identical, the metaphorical from the real.

The light in her eyes was beyond description, yet it did not instill improper thoughts: it inspired a love tempered by awe, purifying the hearts it inflamed.

Have you never thought how danger must surround power as shadow does light?

Most civilisations, perhaps, look shinier in general terms and from several light-years away.

The best performance advice I have ever been given was to "Know where your light is, onstage."

My communication with aliens is not verbal - we speak the language of light.

Right now, when you go and hit the light switch in your house, you're participating in a state-protected monopoly. You're being forced to accept dirty power from a single producer.

In this world we've created Where this place that we live in a blink of an eye the darkness slips in Love lights the world Unites the love that's for eternity.

He smiles in my memory. A curled lip. Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in memory than I m in reality. It was him or me. I chose me. But I feel dead too.

In the domain of art there is no light without heat.

Fame must have enemies, as light must have gnats.

There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wing. To burn and yet to fly, this is the miracle of genius.

Thus, during those nineteen years of torture and slavery, did this soul rise and fall at the same time. Light entered on the one side, and darkness on the other.

SPIRITUAL WARRIORS is a terrific voyage. A memorable journey through the light and dark of our lives and ultimately to hope. I loved it.

If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.

I think pure light has something to do with actually seeing everything at once. It's kind of a nirvana of sorts.

My eyes close. I am here and not here. A waking nap? A flight to the end of the galaxy and perhaps a couple of billion light-years beyond?

Each story has a different approach for me and I try to work with lighting that will tell you visually the story better than if it was shot in available light.

In fact, in the far North one sees the northern lights facing south!

I did theatre in the U.S. because there, content-wise, it's very light. In India, theatre tends to get preachy.

For if Chloe likes Olivia and Mary Carmichael knows how to express it she will light a torch in that vast chamber where nobody has yet been.

For there is a virtue in truth; it has an almost mystic power. Like radium, it seems to give off forever and ever grains of energy, atoms of light.

Safe! safe! safe!' the pulse of the house beats wildly. Waking, I cry 'Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart.

David Haye is too light. Simply too light. He's not a real heavyweight.

Religion may be purified. This great work was begun two hundred years ago: but men can only bear light to come in upon them by degrees.

Once the doors close there can be no lie or deception and the lights will tell all!

The lights in side the cage will tell everything you did or did not do in your camp!

A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.

Long enough have you dream'd contemptible dreams, Now I wash the gum from your eyes, You must habit yourself to the dazzle of the light and of every moment of your life

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age-I and my book-casting backward glances over out travel'd road.

To behold the day-break! The little light fades the immense and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good to my palate.

The best time to cry is at night, when the lights are out and someone is being beaten up and screaming for help.

Waiting for supply-side economics to work is like leaving the landing lights on for Amelia Earhart.

...to see the light. (Last words)

He claims he has never known fatigue while obeying the law, but when he does break it he feels a sense of guilt in discovering the slightest evidence of fatigue which tells him that he has broken it.

God scatters beauty as he scatters flowers O'er the wide earth, and tells us all are ours. A hundred lights in every temple burn, And at each shrine I bend my knee in turn.

We may receive so much light as not to see, and so much philosophy as to be worse than foolish.

Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her light no more.