Quotes of: Light-bulb Keyword

Beautiful surroundings, the society of learned men, the charm of noble women, the graces of art, could not make up for the loss of those light-hearted mornings of the desert, for that wind that made one a boy again. He had noticed that this peculiar ...

Death Comes for the Archbishop

The Stranger Looking as I’ve looked before, straight down the heart of the street to the river walking the rivers of the avenues feeling the shudder of the caves beneath the asphalt watching the lights turn on in the towers walking as I’ve walked...

Diving Into the Wreck

Just let me wait a little while longer, Under your window in the quite snow. Let me stand here and shiver, I’ll be stronger If I can see your light before I go. All through the weeks I’ve tried to keep my balance. Leaves fell, then rain, then sha...

Enthusiasm

And so many things get lost. Not just a set of keys or a photograph of your father with his first truck, but the door those keys once opened, the childhood house you long ago walked into, the father who used to carry you on his shoulders high above t...

Before the First Word: The Poetry of Lorna Crozier

There has always been a sliver of panic in him, deeply buried, when it comes to his daughter: a fear that he is no good as a father, that he is doing everything wrong. That he never quite understood the rules. …There is pride, too, though–pride t...

All the Light We Cannot See

Or I would be the rain itself, wreathing over the island, mingling in the quiet of moist places, filling its pores with its saturated breaths. And I would be the wind, whispering through the tangled woods, running airy fingers over the island’s fac...

The Island Within

Praying, we usually ask too much. I know I do. Sometimes we even demand. I think I am learning to ask enough for the moment--not for the whole year, utterly veiled in mystery; not even for the week, the month ahead; but just for today. Jesus said it ...

Many Windows, Seasons of the Heart

I have worn my heart on my sleeve because it is too painful to carry it inside my chest. When I carry it on my sleeve, it has the freedom to exist, to beat in rhythm with the Universe. I feel like I'm more alive and yes, there are those who out of cu...

The Stolen Light of Women: A Quest for Spiritual Truth Beyond Religion

Nunca seremos capaces de establecer con seguridad en qué medida nuestras relaciones con los demás son producto de nuestros sentimientos, de nuestro amor, de nuestro desamor, bondad o maldad, y hasta qué punto son el resultado de la relación de fu...

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Spontaneously, without any theological training, I, a child, grasped the incompatibility of God and shit and thus came to question the basic thesis of Christian anthropology, namely that man was created in God's image. Either/or: either man was creat...

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Noise has one advantage. It drowns out words. And suddenly he realized that all his life he had done nothing but talk, write, lecture, concoct sentences, search for formulations and amend them, so in the end no words were precise, their meanings were...

The Unbearable Lightness of Being

I don't know where this pressure came from. I can't blame my parents because it has always felt internal. Like any other parent, my mother celebrated the A grades and the less-than-A grades she felt there was no need to tell anybody about. But not ac...

Unbearable Lightness: A Story of Loss and Gain

We all wear masks to veil the truth. Truth is nakedness. Truth is fear. Truth is the gardener making you sit on his lap asking you to light his cigarette. Truth is father— with a limp cigarette on his lips —telling you to never use his matches to...

Kamand Kojouri

What people had had shed and left--a pair of shoes, a shooting cap, some faded skirts and coats in wardrobes--those alone kept the human shape and in the emptiness indicated how once they were filled and animated; how once hands were busy with hooks ...

Virginia Woolf

The terrible things that happen to us,” Tessa said slowly. “What we do with them...I think that’s what makes us artists.

The Color of Light

The best part of having your dreams come true is you get to make new ones!

Clifton Chase and the Arrow of Light

Fate drives cruel bargains. We must always release one thing before we can grasp something else.

City of Light

Don't regret your despondency in the shadows of evil, for the good light never did anything to erase your misery.

Classic Quotations From The Otherworlds

The light of revelation cannot shine through the fire of anger." (HS/el)

A Cup of Hope for the Day: Coffee Hour with Chicklit Power

Once she said the world was an astonishing animal: light was its spirit and noise was its mind. That it was composed to feed on honor, but did not.

Collected Poems

Light and dark ain't supposed to mix. They're like broccoli and chocolate - just nasty when you put them together - but that appears to be what's happening with you

Cursed