No Light Quotes
And, after all, the Athanasian Creed is light and comprehensible reading in comparison with much that now passes for science.
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.
As the past has ceased to throw its light upon the future, the mind of man wanders in obscurity.
My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Of thee I sing . . . Long may our land be bright, With freedom's holy light; Protect us by Thy might, Great God, our King.
It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.
Modern writers are the moons of literature; they shine with reflected light, with light borrowed from the ancients.
One day I noticed that I could go on working my art motif no matter what the weather might be. I no longer needed the sun, for I took my light everywhere with me.
No man reads a book of science from pure inclination. The books that we do read with pleasure are light compositions, which contain a quick succession of events.
But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
Ah, when shall all men's good Be each man's rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart.
Trotsky rises to give me his hand, then sits at his desk, gently allowing his regard to light on my person.
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
I thought I could not breathe in that fine air That pure severity of perfect light I yearned for warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot.
The sheer volumes of songs have come from the hours of cold and darkness that one spends inside with the lights on.
This world was once a fluid haze of light, Till toward the centre set the starry tides, And eddied into suns, that wheeling cast The planets: then the monster, then the man.
I try to catch at many a tuneLike petals of light fallen from the moon,Broken and bright on a dark lagoon,But they float away - for who can holdYouth, or perfume or the moon's gold?
Anything will worry me. I may not get a check for the light bill off in time and I just get to worrying. I'm a worrywart.
Every moment I choose to write about is one I have deemed important enough to dwell inside of and share with others. I am holding this moment up to the light and saying, "Wow, will you look at that?"
No blast of air or fire of sun Puts out the light whereby we run With girdled loins our lamplit race, And each from each takes heart of grace And spirit till his turn be done.
If you love large, you've got to hurt large. If you've got a lot of light, you've probably got an equal amount of darkness.
America is looking for answers. She's looking for a new direction; the world is looking for a light. That light can come from America's great North Star; it can come from Alaska.
Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day.
The searing light of morning Asks unwelcome questions, Fragile hopes soon blistered by daylight.
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.
What a glorious garden of wonders the lights of Broadway would be to anyone lucky enough to be unable to read.
In the far upper corner of my altar is a photo of Joan Crawford in her most fierce Mommy Dearest mode, just to remind me of some of the cost of everyone's hard-earned sweetness and light.
In real life, people don't try to live dramatically, people try to live in a light way. People try to laugh.
The death of Jesus is the pivotal event of human history and everything needs to be understood in light of that.
Hope is a settled state of mind, in which we see the world in its true light, and look forward to our final homecoming in heaven.
The actual materials are important. A book at the nightstand is important - a light you can get at - or a flashlight as Kerouac had a brakeman's latern.
Each energy calls for its complementary energy to achieve self-contained stability based on the play of energies.
At eight or nine, I suppose intelligence is no more than a small spot of light on the floor of a large and murky room.
We all fail to appreciate each day just how much we already possess. Light, air, freedom, the companionship of friends.
The lights, the music, the stage, and the crowd – putting it all together – magic in the making
With all your science can you tell me how it is, and when it is, that light comes into the soul?
In blue Light nature space the whole world, wide grazing land, the open spaces wind across the land and the sky, blue, high
We didn't talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there together. And that was enough
I don't have lights, I don't have assistants, I just go and meet somebody and take a photograph. That's really basic, and that's how I used to work when I was 17 or 18 in Holland.
How does the light of a star set out and plunge into black eternity in its immortal course? The star dies, but the light never dies; such also is the cry of freedom.
We all would like to think that we would never, in a million years, have a glass of wine and get behind the wheel of a car, but it could happen, and then you could run a red light.
The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.
Choose your intention carefully and then practice holding your consciousness to it, so it becomes the guiding light in your life.