Our eyes reflect light. Better that the lips are more like a rose petal.
So let us call genocide, genocide. Let us not minimize the deliberate murder of 1.5 million people. Let us have a moral victory that can shine as a light to all nations.
Happiness and peace will come to earth only as the light of love and human compassion enter the souls of men.
I used to burn rubber at every light, mean mugging everything there was, cause that was my attitude.
Time has taught me that parents do the best they can with the light they are seeing with. That is what we all do.
The spirit is there in every boy; it has to be discovered and brought to light.
I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize that the real magician was light itself.
I love to watch the movement of light on water, and I love to play in rivers and lakes, swimming or canoeing. I am fascinated by people who work with water – fishermen, boatmen – and by a way of life that is dominated by water.
In art, as in science, reductionism does not trivialize our perception – of color, light, and perspective – but allows us to see each of these components in a new way.
Most of us, myself included, have forgotten what real darkness is like. We live in a world where light is inescapable. It comes from street lamps, headlights, security floodlights, and even the faint glow of our alarm clocks.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
Men’s magazines often feature pictures of naked ladies. Women’s magazines also often feature pictures of naked ladies. This is because the female body is a beautiful work of art, while the male body is hairy and lumpy and should not be seen by the light of day.
I have never been able to renounce the light, the pleasure of being, and the freedom in which I grew up.
There’s a tremendous amount of work building the apparatus, getting the experiment to work. But sitting there late at night in the lab, and knowing light is going at bicycle speed, and that nobody in the history of mankind has ever been here before – that is mind-boggling. It’s worth everything.
There are no black holes in the sense of regimes from which light can’t escape to infinity.
I am going to notice the lights of the earth, the sun and the moon and the stars, the lights of our candles as we march, the lights with which spring teases us, the light that is already present.
Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light.
Love without attachment is light.
Certain periods in history suddenly lift humanity to an observation point where a clear light falls upon a world previously dark.
I hope that energy-efficient LED light bulbs will help reduce energy use and lower the cost of lighting worldwide.
I’ve always wanted to make a light that looks like the light you see in your dream.
Light is the symbol of truth.
I was in my 30s when I quit my job and ran for Congress. So often, we’re told it’s OK to take these big career leaps when we’re in our 20s, but we cast such an unfavorable light on those who take big risks later on in their careers or when they start families. There’s enormous pressure to have it all figured out.
From the first opening of our eyes, it is the light that attracts us. We clutch aimlessly with our baby fingers at the gossamer-motes in the sunbeam, and we die reaching out after an ineffable blending of earthly and heavenly beauty which we shall never fully comprehend.
When I came to New York and I opened the window of the thirty-fifth-floor apartment, there’s light pollution and fog, and I couldn’t see my star. So I drew it on my wrist with a pen, but it kept washing away. Then I went to a tattoo parlor on Second Avenue and had it done.
I try to keep it light and positive most of the time, whereas earlier on I didn’t always do that.
I’m a minimalist Jew, but on Friday night, I celebrate Shabbat. At sundown, we light candles, say the blessing, and I don’t turn on my computer for 24 hours.
My evening really begins when I take a long, hot bath. I light a candle, and I turn on the news and try to catch up. It’s when I can breathe from the day to the night, and that means a lot to me.
Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions, both good and bad, become transparent, no longer limited by outward appearences.
Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away.
I’ve had to accept that – that everyone cannot love me. Because when there’s love, there’s hate. When there’s light, there’s dark. But it was really hard to accept as an artist that there’s a lot of people that hate me, but on the other side, there are many more people who love me. I think everyone goes through that.
Shadow is a colour as light is, but less brilliant; light and shadow are only the relation of two tones.
