A Quote by Hardy Kruger

In the cathedral of my heart a candle will always be lit for you.

Hardy Kruger

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Always Candle Cathedral Heart Lit My Heart Will

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Hardy Kruger
German - Actor
Born: April 12, 1928

Once the concentration camps and the hell-holes of the world were in darkness. Now they are lit by the light of the Amnesty candle; the candle in barbed wire. When I first lit the Amnesty candle, I had in mind the old Chinese proverb: 'Better light a candle than curse the darkness.'

Peter Benenson

Christmas is God lighting a candle; and you don't light a candle in a room that's already full of sunlight. You light a candle in a room that's so murky that the candle, when lit, reveals just how bad things really are.

N. T. Wright

The Heart is like a candle, longing to be lit!

Rumi

A thousand candles can be lit from one candle, however the life of the original candle is not shortened in the least.

Dalai Lama

There is no such thing as an artist: there is only the world lit or unlit as the light allows. When the candle is burning, who looks at the wick? When the candle is out, who needs it?

Annie Dillard

The candle of liberty has always been kept lit by a vigilant few.

Russell Pearce

I had a good-talking candle last night in my bedroom. I was very tired but I wanted somebody to be with me, so I lit a candle and listened to its comfortable voice of light until I was asleep.

Richard Brautigan

He who bears in his heart a cathedral to be built is already victorious. He who seeks to become sexton of a finished cathedral is already defeated.

Antoine de Saint-Exupery

The candle is not lit To give light, but to testify to the night.

Robert Bly

When a happy person comes into the room, it is as if another candle has been lit.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.

David Mitchell

We're not really afraid to die. We're only afraid of being forgotten. We know that we'll be forgotten, and the idea is unbearable, don't you agree? As time passes we become infrequent visitors in the minds of those left behind. The ones who clear out the house & divide up the belongings. Throw away the rubbish. And forget. If we knew that every evening someone lit a candle and sat down to think – thought about is if only for a few seconds – then we could depart this earth in peace. No-one will light a candle for me. Who would do that?

Karin Fossum

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.