I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.
There is no knowledge, no light, no wisdom that you are in possession of, but what you have received it from some source.
Certainly, it may bring to light such a deeper knowledge of the structure of matter as to constitute a veritable discontinuity in the progress of science.
Imparting knowledge is only lighting other men's candles at our lamp without depriving ourselves of any flame.
A life lived with integrity - even if it lacks the trappings of fame and fortune is a shining star in whose light others may follow in the years to come.
Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.
It is no light matter to put in jeopardy a single life when it is the very singularity of each life which underpins the idea of a just society.
It was the moment I learned acting is not acting out. After that light went on, I spent the rest of my life trying to figure out how to make other people realize it.
As a child, I loved being onstage. I loved singing, I loved the lights, I loved the adrenaline. I even loved learning lines. I was completely obsessive.
If this validates anything, it's that learning how to bunt and hit and run and turning two is more important than knowing where to find the little red light at the dug out camera.
Every moment of the night Forever changing places And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.
We are a nation of communities... a brilliant diversity spread like stars, like a thousand points of light in a broad and peaceful sky.
As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.
I like light green, sometimes red is fun to look at, not a fan of yellow, unless it's in a rainbow or on a coffee mug or on a happy face.
I preach darkness. I don't inspire hope—only shadows. It's up to you to find the light in my words.
I'm light skinned, and I used to lean on that because that's something a lot of black people pride themselves on, and it's weird.
I go light on breakfast. Sometimes it's a yogurt, but a lot of times it's leftovers from one of my wife's dinners.
People who light up like Roman candles come down in the dark very quickly.
There's the light. There's the dark. And there's that bit in between... where you're trying to find the switch. Think about where you are.
