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Quotes about Lights

I wish I could turn to the church for help, but so many congregations are preoccupied with keeping the lights on right now that the last thing they want to talk about is how to befriend the dark.
— Barbara Brown Taylor
As, pricked out with less and greater lights, between the poles of the universe, the Milky Way so gleameth white as to set very sages questioning.
— Dante Alighieri
In bed that night with the lights out and the cool room swimming with moonlight, Anthony lay awake and played with every minute of the day like a child playing in turn with each one of a pile of long-wanted Christmas toys.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
The first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence. The Ferris wheel, pricked out now in lights, revolved leisurely through the dusk; a few empty cars of the roller coaster rattled overhead.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
At eleven she sat with Dick and the Norths at a houseboat café just opened on the Seine. The river shimmered with lights from the bridges and cradled many cold moons.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
The lights of many battleships drifting like water jewels upon the dark Hudson...
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Human sympathy has its limits, and we were content to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
One night I did hear a material car there, and saw its lights stop at his front steps. But I didn't investigate. Probably it was some final guest who had been away at the ends of the earth and didn't know that the party was over.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
May the lights of Hanukkah usher in a better world for all humankind.
— Anonymous
Human sympathy has its limits, and we were contented to let all their tragic arguments fade with the city lights behind.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
And meanwhile there was the world of wonders within him. As a boy at the sea-side, Ralph, between tides, had once come on a cave—a secret inaccessible place with glaucous lights, mysterious murmurs, and a single shaft of communication with the sky. He
— Edith Wharton
Tragically, I cannot help but wonder if we have now abandoned truth to return to the palace, and rather than sitting alone under a tree waiting for enlightenment, we gravitate to mass entertainment under lights that cater to mass ignorance.
— Ravi Zacharias