Light Quotes
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I couldn't see his face, because the light came in from behind him and he was in shadow, and he said, "I am Picasso." And I said, "Well, so what?
Steve Martin
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Black chaos comes, and the fettered gods of the earth say, Let there be light.
Thomas Hardy
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For 'tis a truth well known to most, That whatsoever thing is lost, We seek it, ere it comes to light, In every cranny but the right.
William Cowper
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The immense light. A state of inner emergency and waiting...This luminosity does not negate reason or any rational sense. It simply exists. A kind of poetic sensibility open to the world. To everything--grand and small.
Anna Kamienska
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I'm a warrior for light.
Thomas Kinkade
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The sun sliced through the windshield, sealing me in light. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth on my eyelids. Sunlight traveled a long distance to reach this planet; an infinitesimal portion of that sunlight was enough to warm my eyelids. I was moved. That something as insignificant as an eyelid had its place in the workings on the universe, that the cosmic order did not overlook this momentary fact.
Haruki Murakami
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In wickedness of pride is lost the light to understand how little grace is earned and how much given.
Robert Hunter
Grateful Dead
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Language is to the mind more than light is to the eye.
William Gibson
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The world spins along outside, the sun rises and sets, the streets go dark, the lights come on. The future is happening, but it can wait until tomorrow. Neither of us knows what will come next, or where we go from here, or even what anyone will say about us, but none of it matters. We’ve got each other right now.
Pete Wentz
Fall Out Boy
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So they made tamales and Ileana mostly made a mess, but she laughed all day and she was so happy and beautiful and Andrés thought that whatever her heart was made of, it burned, and it was the only light in the house that mattered.
Benjamin Alire Saenz
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Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.
Seneca the Younger
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When silence confronts us, the question to which there is no answer rings out in the silence. That ultimate "why," that great "why" is like a light that blots out everything, but a blinding light; nothing more can be made out.
Eugene Ionesco
