Shadow Quotes
A woman's hopes are woven of sunbeams; a shadow annihilates them.
George Eliot
To forsake Christ for the world, is to leave a treasure for a trifle, eternity for a moment, reality for a shadow
William Jenkyn
He lost his Self a thousand times and for days on end he dwelt in non-being. But although the paths took him away from Self, in the end they always led back to it. Although Siddhartha fled from the Self a thousand times, dwelt in nothing, dwelt in animal and stone, the return was inevitable; the hour was inevitable when he would again find himself in sunshine or in moonlight, in shadow or in rain, and was again Self and Siddhartha, again felt the torment of the onerous life cycle.
Hermann Hesse
The light of the future casts the shadows of tomorrow.
Sun Ra
It's part of what we call the Shadow, all the dark parts of us we can't face. It's the thing that, if we don't deal with it, eventually poisons our lives.
Michael Gruber
When You Are In The Light, Everything
Follows You, But When You Enter Into
The Dark, Even Your Own Shadow
Doesn't Follow You.
Adolf Hitler
What are Raphael's Madonnas but the shadow of a mother's love, fixed in permanent outline forever?
Thomas Wentworth Higginson
dreams are shadows cast by truth shining on our darkest secrets
Elizabeth Chandler
'Shadow Hero' was my first superhero story. I don't know why it took so long.
Gene Luen Yang
I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. And from the inside, too, I'd duplicate Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate: Uncurtaining the night, I'd let dark glass Hang all the furniture above the grass, And how delightful when a fall of snow Covered my glimpse of lawn and reached up so As to make chair and bed exactly stand Upon that snow, out in that crystal land!
Vladimir Nabokov
It's very easy to say that something is a shadow of itself, and it may be true in some senses.
Sydney Schanberg
As the gloom and shadow thickened behind him, in that place where it had been gathering so darkly, it took, by slow degrees, - or out of it there came, by some unreal, unsubstantial process - not to be traced by any human sense, - an awful likeness of himself!
Charles Dickens
As for the Pope, I am too old to be frightened by his shadow, and am quite sure his shadow or Substance will do less harm to the liberties of my country than will a party, who seek to acquire political power by exciting religious bigotry in the minds of their duped followers.
Ezra Cornell
Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
It's so easy to find someone who would walk around me like a shadow and do everything for me and never be tempted by other men, so obviously I'm not attracted by that type.
George Michael
A person does not...stand motionless and clear before our eyes with his merits, his defects, his plans, his intentions with regard to ourself exposed on his surface...but is a shadow which we can never succeed in penetrating...a shadow behind which we can alternately imagine, with equal justification, that there burns the flame of hatred and of love.
Marcel Proust
A dream itself is but a shadow.
William Shakespeare
In this way, his unhappy soul struggled with its anguish. Eighteen hundred years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being, in whom all the sanctities and all the sufferings of humanity come together, He too, while the olive trees trembled in the fierce breath of the Infinite, had brushed away the fearful cup that appeared before him, streaming with shadow and running over with darkness, in the star-filled depths.
Victor Hugo
I've seen George Foreman shadow boxing and the shadow won.
George Foreman
Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dreamBut of a shadow, summ'd with all his substance.
George Chapman
To read of human depravity in the police reports is one thing, to see it fall like a black shadow across one's life is another.
William John Locke
I lean over you, your equal, offering you a mirror for your perfect nothingness, for your shadows which are neither light nor absence of light, for this void which contemplates. To all that which you are, and, for our language, are not, I add a consciousness. I make you experience your supreme identity as a relationship, I name you and define you. You become a delicious passivity.
Maurice Blanchot
