To love beauty is to see light.[Aimer la beauté, c’est voir la lumière.]
To be proud of Knowledge, is to be blind with Light; to be proud of Virtue, is to poison yourself with the Antidote.
There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.
There are darknesses in life, and there are lights; you are one of the lights.
The sun is gone, but I have a light.
The lights grow brighter as the earth lurches away from the sun.
The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.
The candle aimed its spear of light at Heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light?
Shadow is the diminution alike of light and of darkness, and stands between darkness and light.[L’obra è diminutione di lucie e di tenebre ed è interposta infra esse tenebre e lucie.]
No need of light for those whom Heaven guides.[On n’a pas besoin de lumière, quand on est conduit par le ciel.]
No man can walk so long in the Shadow that he cannot come again to the Light.
