'What Was She Thinking? Notes on a Scandal' was thrilling in its light, deceptive tone, its subtle but irresistible momentum.
When you speak of heaven, let your face light up... When you speak of hell well then, your everyday face will do.
I take aliens very seriously and don't appreciate light entertainment or weak approximations being made of them.
Within two hours of where I live, you have mountains and desert as location. I like the natural elements that abstract into light, texture, shape and shadow.
Everyone is slowly catching on to this one - and I know everyone says this - but we need to make a little more effort with the environment. Everyone says they turn off their lights, but do they really?
I love the flowers for their beauty and dazzling smile. I love the moon for its soothing light and changing style.
I have the mentality that sometimes a role is just meant for someone else. If you're supposed to get a part, the light will shine on you. And if not, nothing you do is going to help.
Today's particle physics describe light as a crumple in space, and we may have deformed space in such a way that they noticed something peculiar - and they had the ability to investigate it.
True pillar of subtle light embrace humanity between dimensions, they are serene consciousness washing the pains of all soul's.
Give me something in between the spectrums of light, darkness and sound and most days I will create something out of it for you.
It is only in our darkest hours that we may discover the true strength of the brilliant light within ourselves that can never, ever, be dimmed.
How often have the greatest thoughts and ideas come to light during conversations with the family over the evening dinner?
PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Beware the knowledge thou seek, for knowledge though oft light, can sow the seeds of night and reap from the darkness that ensues" - 1654
To this light, then, would I recommend all, with mine own soul, - to this sure way of salvation.
I've seen children's eyes light up when I tell them about black holes and the Big Bang.
We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it
A statement made from the heart has an aroma, it has lights, it has earth and sun and moon. It is colorful and it grasps the attention of those around you, like the sunset.
Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, as the sun does a candle's light.
Pessimism and optimism are slammed up against each other in my records, the tension between them is where it's all at, it's what lights the fire.
