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“The eyes, it is said, are windows to the soul. They are not. They are organs for converting light into electro-magnetic impulses. But this has never stopped us dreaming of them that way.”

Way Said Soul Dream Light Eye Window Impulse Organs Magnetic Converting Window To The Soul

Author:Amanda Knox

“We must shine with hope, stained glass windows that shape light into icons, glow like lanterns borne before a procession. Who can bear hope back into the world but us.”

World Light Bears Shapes Window Shining Glasses Icons Procession Lanterns Stained Glass Stained Glass Windows

Author:Marge Piercy

“A "portal" is an opening (door, window, or opening). A heavenly portal or a glory portal is a heavenly opening through which God's goodness manifests. I have seen a portal in a vision and it was a circular opening where a column of light poured down into the earth. There were angels ascending and descending.”

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Author:Patricia King

“The road to hell is paved with reasonable religion with a non-anxious god. Most days, I'm pretty happy driving down that road. But I keep running into this Crazy Fellow along the way. At every stop light, he jumps up and down to get my attention. He pounds on my window asking me where the heck I think I'm going. He stands on the front bumper, shouting at me to turn around. When all else fails, he throws himself in front of the car. He's such a drama queen.”

“I love to be alone with life. I love to study simple things: the light as it filters in a window; the music of a room full of people chatting; a horizon.”

People Light Simple Rooms Study Window Horizon Simple Things Filters Chatting

Author:Jewel

“I woke up; I go to the window, open the curtain. I don't know why! In the middle of night, usually I don't do that. Something drove me... And then I was freeze-framed! The lightship showed one light after the other, in such intensity!”

Knows Light Night Middle Window Intensity Curtains Freeze Framed

Author:Nina Hagen

“All of us can make changes, but the changes that are most needed are not light bulbs and windows but laws and policies and treaties. So, yes, we are in a phase of this (climate protection) struggle where civic and political action is at the top of the list.”

Light Action Law Political Struggle Policy Needed Window Climate Protection Lists Phases Making Changes Treaties Civics Bulbs Light Bulb Political Action

Author:Al Gore

“I make videos which are works of art in themselves which have nothing to do with Hollywood movies or anything along those lines and I like videos because they deal with light and dark and time and change and they're just another kind of medium that I can get into and work with when I choose to other than, say, doing something on the wall or a window.”

Kind Art I Can Light Lines Dark Deals Wall Window Hollywood Video Mediums Works Of Art Light And Dark Hollywood Movies Time And Change

Author:Robert Barry

“I have very vivid memories of being a young child. My mother would create dinner as for us, and when she would bake, she would leave some dough for me. I would roll the dough into little sticks while she was cooking the apple tart of whatever. I was looking through the window of the oven and flipping the light, and then my bread would come out, and it was inedible, of course.”

Children Littles Light Young Mother Courses Memories Window Cooking Sticks Dinner Bread Apples Vivid Young Children Ovens Dough Tarts Vivid Memories

Author:Eric Ripert

“We sometimes choose the most locked up, dark versions of the story, but what a good friend does is turn on the lights, open the window, and remind us that there are a whole lot of ways to tell the same story.”

Way Doe Sometimes Whole Stories Light Turns Dark Window Versions Locked Good Friend Turn-on Locked Up

Book:Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way

Source: Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way

“People are like stained - glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.”

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Author:Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

“Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky.”

Facts Light Black Lines Sky Broken Conscious Window Horse Drivers Tall Rays Pulling Ruined Castles Rays Of Light

Book:Dracula

Source: Dracula

“An evil person is like a dirty window, they never let the light shine through.”

Persons Light Evil Window Shining Dirty Nasty Naughty

Author:William Makepeace Thackeray

“Why I Wake Early Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light – good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.”

Source: Why I Wake Early: New Poems

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.”

“When the starry sky, a vista of open seas, or a stained-glass window shedding purple beams fascinate me, there is a cluster of meaning, of colors, of words, of caresses, there are light touches, scents, sighs, cadences that arise, shroud me, carry me away, and sweep me beyond the things I see, hear, or think, The "sublime" object dissolves in the raptures of a bottomless memory. It is such a memory, which, from stopping point to stopping point, remembrance to remembrance, love to love, transfers that object to the refulgent point of the dazzlement in which I stray in order to be.”

“It was the last time she’d see the river from that window. The last time of anything has the poignancy of death itself. This that I see now, she thought, to see no more this way. Oh, the last time how clearly you see everything; as though a magnifying light had been turned on it. And you grieve because you hadn’t held it tighter when you had it every day.”

Way Light Lasts Rivers Window Grieving Last Time Magnifying Poignancy

Book:A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Source: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

“The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there was a pause; another chirped lower down. The sun sharpended the walls of the house, and rested like the tip of a fan upon a white blind and made a fingerprint of a shadow under the leaf by the bedroom window. The blind stirred slightly, but all within was dim and unsubstantial. The birds sang their blank melody outside.”

Made Light House White Sun Tree Fans Wall Bird Shadow Garden Window Blind Melody Blank Bedroom Pauses Leafs Transparent Fingerprints

Author:Virginia Woolf

“Adam strokes my head, my face, he kisses my tears. We are blessed. Let them all go. The sound of a bird flying low across the garden. Then nothing. Nothing. A cloud passes. Nothing again. Light falls through the window, falls onto me, into me. Moments. All gathering towards this one.”

Moments Light Faces Fall Sound Tears Kissing Lows Bird Garden Window Blessed Clouds Flying Adam Strokes Gathering Bird Flying

Author:Jenny Downham

“That's how it is sometimes--God comes to your window, all bright light and black wings, and you're just too tired to open it.”

Sometimes Light Black Window Tired Wings Bright Lights

Book:What we carry: poems

Source: What we carry: poems

“The last light, in the last window, went out. Only the unstoppable machine of the sea still tears away at the silence with the cyclical explosion of nocturnal waves, distant memories of sleepwalking storms and the shipwrecks of dream.”

Stills Dream Light Lasts Memories Silence Sea Tears Window Machines Wave Storm Explosions Unstoppable Shipwreck Nocturnal Sleepwalking

Author:Alessandro Baricco

“When we pulled out into the winter night and the real snow, our snow, began to stretch out beside us and twinkle against the windows, and the dim lights of small Wisconsin stations moved by, a sharp wild brace came suddenly into the air. That's my middle-west - not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns, but the thrilling returning trains of my youth and the street lamps and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow.”

Source: The Great Gatsby: The Authentic Edition from Fitzgerald’s Original Publisher: The authentic edition from Fitzgerald’s original publisher

“A short time later, when the carpenter was taking measurements for the coffin, through the window they saw a light rain of tiny yellow flowers falling. They fell on the town all through the night in a silent storm, and they covered the roofs and blocked the doors and smothered the animals who slept outdoors. So many flowers fell from the sky that in the morning the streets were carpeted with a compact cushion and they had to clear them away with shovels and rakes so that the funeral procession could pass by.”

“When did we see each other face-to-face? Not until you saw into my cracks and I saw into yours. Before that, we were just looking at ideas of each other, like looking at your window shade but never seeing inside. But once the vessel cracks, the light can get in. The light can get out.”

Ideas Real Light Faces Saws Seeing Window Cracks Shade Vessel Face To Face

Author:John Green

“She sat down on one of her grandmother's uncomfortable armchairs, and the cat sprang up into her lap and made itself comfortable. The light that came through the picture window was daylight, real golden late-afternoon daylight, not a white mist light. The sky was a robin's-egg blue, and Coraline could see trees and, beyond the trees, green hills, which faded on the horizon into purples and grays. The sky had never seemed so sky, the world had never seemed so world ... Nothing, she thought, had ever been so interesting.”

Source: Coraline

“I watched the early morning light pass over and through the windows of colored glass, leaving streaks of red and green and yellow on the stone floor. When I was little, I used to try and capture the colored light. I thought I could hold it in my hand and carry it home. Now I know it is like happiness-- it is there or it is not, you cannot hold it or keep it.”

Knows Trying Littles Home Hands Light Used Morning Red Stones Window Green Leaving Glasses Capture Yellow Streaks Early Morning Morning Light Colored Glass Red And Green

Book:Catherine, Called Birdy

Source: Catherine, Called Birdy

“He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love. His conviction that he would have to disappear was, if possible, even firmer than his sister's. He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning. He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.”

Ifs Stills States Light Lasts Three Grows Emotion Morning Saws Reflection Window Empty Weak And Love Breaths Conviction Disappear Peaceful Clock Towers Consent Deep Emotions

Book:The Metamorphosis

Source: The Metamorphosis

“You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.”

Ifs Knows Looks Littles Body Light Waiting Know How Fire Moon Red Window Boat Branches Autumn Carrie Metals Ashes Sail Crystals Isle Aroma Wait For Me

Book:The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

Source: The Captain's Verses/Los Versos Del Capitan

“But the last one: the baby who trails her scent like a flag of surrender through your life when there will be no more coming after - oh, that's love by a different name. She is the babe you hold in your arms for an hour after she's gone to sleep. If you put her down in the crib, she might wake up changed and fly away. So instead you rock my the window, drinking the light from her skin, breathing her exhaled dreams. Your heart bays to the double crescent moons of closed lashes on her cheeks. She's the one you can't put down.”

Source: The Poisonwood Bible

“I paused for a light at Hamilton and TWlfth and noticed the Nissan was running rough at idle. Two blocks later it backfired and stalled. I coaxed it into the center of the city. Ffft, ffft, ffft, KAPOW! Ffft, ffft, ffft, KAPOW! A Trans Am pulled up next to me at a light. The Trans Am was filled with high school kids. One of them stuck his head out of the passenger-side window. "Hey lady," he said. "Sounds like you got a fartmobile." I flipped him an Italian goodwill gesture and pulled the ball cap low on my forehead. (Three to get Deadly)”

“She threw the door open. The room seemed to be a sort of library, the walls lined with books. It was brightly lit, light streaming through a tall picture window. In the middle of the room stood Jace. He wasn't alone, though-not by a long shot. There was a dark-haired girl with him, a girl Clary had never seen before, and the two of them were locked together in a passionate embrace”

Source: Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (3 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass

“The engagement ring is an emerald, and the dim light from the window is refracted green and white in it. The rings are silver, and they need cleaning. They need wearing, and I know just the girl to wear them.”

Knows Needs Light Girl White Window Green Rings Silver Engagement Cleaning Emeralds

Book:The Time Traveler's Wife

Source: The Time Traveler's Wife

“I look out the window and I see the lights and the skyline and the people on the street rushing around looking for action, love, and the world's greatest chocolate chip cookie, and my heart does a little dance.”

“Shakespeare is just some bloke who keeps ranting "what light trough yonder window breaks" its the moon for god sakes!”

Light Break Moon Window Sake Blokes Trough

Author:Louise Rennison

“The sun,--the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man--burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray.”

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Book:Oliver Twist

Source: Oliver Twist

“Light streamed through one of the windows and across her face and I have never seen anything or anyone so beautiful in my life. If my heart had stopped at that moment I would have fallen happy and fallen full and I would have seen in life all that I had wanted to see and all that I needed to see. Fall. Let me fall.”

Ifs Heart Moments Light Wanted Beautiful Faces Fall Needed My Heart Window Let Me Fallen That Moment

Author:James Frey

“Is it snowing where you are? All the world that I see from my tower is draped in white and the flakes are coming down as big as pop-corns. It's late afternoon - the sun is just setting (a cold yellow colour) behind some colder violet hills, and I am up in my window seat using the last light to write to you.”

World Writing Bigs Light Lasts White Behinds Sun Cold Late Window Pops Setting Snow Settings Hills Colour Seats Where You Are Yellow Afternoon Towers Violet Corn Flakes Late Afternoon

Author:Jean Webster

“I call it God Light, because it reminds me of heaven. Every time the light shines through the window we built or any window at all, you'll know I'm right there with you, okay? That's going to be me. I'll be the light in the window.”

Knows Light Heaven Built Window Okay Shining

Author:Nicholas Sparks

“He left the drapes open, watched the lights of the cars and of the fast food joints through the window glass, comforted to know there was another world out there, one he could walk to anytime he wanted.”

Knows World Light Wanted Left Walks Car Window Glasses Joints Another World Fast Food Drapes

Book:American Gods

Source: American Gods

“He stepped to the window and pointed to the skyscrapers of the city. He said that we had to extinguish the lights of the world, and when we would see the lights of New York go out, we would know that our job was done.”

Knows World Said Done Light Jobs Cities New York Window Skyscraper Light Of The World

Book:Atlas Shrugged

Source: Atlas Shrugged

“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.”

Done Light Stars New York Window Thirty Pens Pollution Apartment Tattoo Fog Fifth Avenues Washing Wrists Parlor Washing Away

Author:Gisele Bundchen

“I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me, and I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.”

“If Apollo caught sight of him outside or near a window during the light of day, Talon would be nothing more than a strip of fried bacon on the sidewalk. Extra-crispy Celt didn’t appeal to him in the least.’ (Talon)”

Ifs Light Would Be Window Sight Caught Appeals Extras Apollo Sidewalk Talons Celts

Book:Night Embrace

Source: Night Embrace

“For that moment, at least, all our doors and windows were wide open; we were not carefully shutting out God's purifying light, in order to feel safe and secure; we were bathed in the same light that burned and yet did not consume the bush. We walked barefoot on holy ground.”

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Book:Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art

Source: Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art

“The weak grey light that serves as harbinger of red and golden dawn faintly lit my window. I fumbled for a candle, found and lit it, and by its little light saw that the rose floating in the bowl was dying. It had already lost most of its petals, which floated on the water like tiny, un-seaworthy boats, deserted for safer craft. "Dear God," I said. "I must go back at once.”

Littles Said Light Found Lost Water Saws Dying Red Window Weak Rose Dear Tiny Golden Boat Crafts Dawn Candle Bowls Grey Floating Lit Petals Deserted Dear God Harbinger

Author:Robin McKinley

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were!”

“What's with the disco lights?" Michael said, rolling down the window between the driver's compartment and the back. Eve turned around, and her face brightened. "You like it? I thought it looked really cool. I saw it in a movie, you know, in a limo." "It's cool," Michael said, and smiled at her. She smiled back. "Can't wait to lie here and watch it with you." Claire said, "You don't have to wait; it's working now. Look--Oh. Never mind." She blushed, feeling stupid that she hadn't gotten that one in the first second. Eve winked at her.”

Knows Mind Firsts Looks Said Feelings Light Faces Lying Waiting Watches Saws Stupid Window Drivers Rolling Really Cool You Like It Claire Disco Claire Danvers Limos Working Now

Book:Ghost Town

Source: Ghost Town

“Begin challenging your own assumptions. Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in awhile, or the light won't come in.”

Thinking World Light Change Challenges Teaching Humility Conflict Window Self Discovery Assumption Critical Thinking Open Minded Thoughts And Thinking

Author:Alan Alda

“Magnus stood up and went to the window. He pushed the curtain back, letting in just enough light to silhouette his hawklike profile. "Blood," he said, half to himself. "I had a dream two nights ago. I saw a city all of blood, with towers made of bone, and blood ran in the streets like water." Simon slewed his eyes over to Jace. "Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" "No," said Jace, "sometimes he sits on the couch and does it.”

Source: Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instrument Series (4 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels

“But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor. She will look in at me with her thin arms extended, offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.”

Way Looks Light Poor Arms Tomorrow Bird Standing Window Dresses Cups Dawn Fragile Offering Handful Cotton Barefoot Birdsong

Book:Taking Off Emily Dickinson's Clothes

Source: Taking Off Emily Dickinson's Clothes

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