Critics are to authors what dogs are to lamp-posts.
He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on her cheeks. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath. And when the first light of dawn fina...
Even a single lamp dispels the deepest darkness.
To keep a lamp burning we have to keep putting oil in it.
Books are the ever burning lamps of accumulated wisdom.
You are as the yellow leaf. The messengers of death are at hand. You are to travel far away. What will you take with you? You are the lamp To lighten the way. Then hurry, hurry. When your light shines Without impurity or desire You will come into the...
Up, up, my soul, the long-spent time redeeming; Sow thou the seeds of better deeds and thought; Light other lamps while yet thy lamp is beaming— The time is short. Think of the good thou might'st have done when brightly The suns to thee life's choi...
Canary light of oil lamps
God’s word is lamp that lights my path.
I like to change. A new lamp, a piece of art, can transform a room.
Experience is a dim lamp, which only lights the one who bears it.
My home has to feel airy and bright with natural light. I don't switch on lamps until it is literally black outside.
Home is, I suppose just a child's idea. A house at night, and a lamp in the house. A place to feel safe.
Anger is the wind which blows out the lamp of the mind.
The lamp burns bright when wick and oil are clean.
If we want to be seen in a different light, we must change the lamp within.
I love lamps. I can't stand overhead lighting. I have to have everything on a dimmer.
Ultimately, musicians of the world must come realise the potential of their calling. Like the shamans, we may serve as healers, metaphysicians, inciters, exciters, spiritual guides and sources of inspiration. If the musician is illuminated from withi...
Mr. Parker: Get in the car. Get in the car. [Mother runs back inside] Mr. Parker: If we don't hurry, we're gonna miss all the good trees! Mr. Parker: [to the kids] Go on, go on. Ralphie as Adult: [narrating, as Mother switches off the leg lamp] My mo...
If Confucius wasn't born, the long night would have no bright lamp.
Love is the ultimate Wonder lamp, anything you touch with love become gold.
