Top 1200 City Lights Quotes & Sayings - Page 18

When you're in L.A., you have a different platform than playing anywhere else. Brighter lights. Bigger media.

I prefer complete darkness while sleeping at my house. If I'm staying in a hotel, I keep the lights on.

I looked up and all I saw was blue lights. If I die tonight, I'm dying in a gun fight.

If riding were all blue ribbons and bright lights, I would have quit long ago.

May we be faithful followers of Christ, examples of righteousness, thus becoming lights in the world.

Right, because they're looking at also organizing the Sunni tribes up around Mosul to take back that city as well. That's the second largest city in Iraq. That's going to be a very, very tough fight. And the Shia militias were not used in Ramadi, and we're told by the Iraqi generals that they don't want any Shia militias up in Mosul, either, to take back that city. So - but again, that's going to be a very, very tough fight.

I have not much love for the bright lights - unless it's the sun creeping up over the horizon.

We humans are obsessed with lights...Perhaps it is our way of hurling the constellations back at the sky.

You fellows ever thought of hiring out as a Christmas lights crew? You’d make a fortune.

Hanukkah is...the festival of lights, instead of one day of presents, we get eight crazy nights

There's something about a podcast that feels like two people in a closet with the lights off.

The lights go down, you hear the applause and you're up there, and then everything else is forgotten.

I don't watch TV series, but I watched 'Friday Night Lights' because I'm a sports head.

There's only one movie theater in the entire city of Detroit. The entire city has one open movie theater, and it is in the - it is in the General Motors headquarters complex.

I switch off lights like a maniac. I drive at reasonable speeds so that I don't waste petrol.

O would, beloved, that you lay Under the dock-leaves in the ground, While lights were paling one by one.

Were modern cities only beautiful after darkness hid everything but their lights?

Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart, the gods are powerless against him.

Some of us claim that New York City is the capital of the country, indeed the capital of the world. Now, that may be a bit much for those who don't come from New York, but clearly we are an important city for reasons of our cultural advantages.

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.

Putting pen to paper lights more fire than matches ever will

The Yankees won the pennant, we went on to the World Series, 41 years after that in the city of Toronto. The great city of Toronto, and all the provinces in Canada, everybody reached out and they were excited because we won the first World Series ever, across the border.

I was born on September 30, 1939, in Rosheim, a small medieval city of Alsace in France. My father, Pierre Lehn, then a baker, was very interested in music, played the piano and the organ, and became, later, having given up the bakery, the organist of the city. My mother Marie kept the house and the shop.

I think the people here in New York appreciated what I brought to the table, and they showed it when I retired by the way they came out and supported me, and it meant a lot to me. It made me feel like I am a part of this city, and I will remain a part of this city.

He waved to the city and said good-bye. The city responded by carrying on the way it always did, traffic moving forward uninterrupted, without slowing, as if it were trying to demonstrate its permanence and show him it would still be there if he ever wanted to return. That promise was the best and only thing he could ask of it.

The most exciting moment as an archaeologist happened when I was looking at the great archaeology site of Tannis, which of course we all know from 'Indiana Jones.' We got satellite imagery of the city of Tannis, we processed it, and literally from thousands of miles away from my lab in Alabama, we were able to map the entire city.

I am definitely a spiritually centered person and that is usually one of my biggest guiding lights beyond music.

We may forget it, among the glitz of the Christmas lights, but capitalism can be a profoundly moral force.

We commit our crimes at night and reveal ourselves in the high noon of studio lights.

Why did I become a writer? Because I grew up in New York City, and there were seven newspapers in New York City, and my family was an inveterate reader of newspapers and I loved holding a paper in my hand. It was something sacred.

And one wild Shakespeare, following Nature's lights, Is worth whole planets, filled with Stagyrites.

He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.

I had a lot of green lights, and I showed other teams in the league what I was capable of doing.

They declaim against the passions without bothering to think that it is from their flame philosophy lights its torch.

When you stop giving and offering something to the rest of the world, it's time to turn out the lights.

Growing up so close to New York City, I always loved going to the city, but I'd be disappointed because songs about New York always made it seem so magical and perfect, and when I was younger, I just thought it was busy and dirty.

When I turn the lights out, when I close my eyes, reality overcomes me, I'm living a lie.

If you're a baseball fan and you don't know what BP is, you're working in a mine without one of those helmets with the lights on it.

That quest for something pretty. A cheat. A cliche. Flowers and Christmas lights, it's what we're programmed to love.

It's nice, when the lights come up at the end of the movie, to not be like, "What did I just watch?"

U.S.A. greatest country in world. Sheikie-baby live in the America. I live in Atlanta, the L.A. and the New York City - greatest city in the world.

O thou who art able to write a book which once in the two centuries or oftener there is a man gifted to do, envy not him whom they name city-builder, and inexpressibly pity him whom they name conqueror or city-burner.

I fell in love with New York. It was like every human being, like any relationship. When I was a young New Yorker, it was one city. When I was a grown man, it was another city. I worked with many dance organizations and many wonderful people.

There is a city myth that country life was isolated and lonely; the truth is that farmers and their families then had a richer social life than they have now. They enjoyed a society organic, satisfying and whole, not mixed and thinned with the life of town, city and nation as it now is.

The world's greatest city - New York City - deserves a government that works for all New Yorkers. That starts with a mayor who is independent from party bosses and special interests, who isn't afraid to be honest with the people, and who is focused on the issues New Yorkers care about most.

I want to end my career in Kansas City. I want to play there. I love the city, I love the vibe; I love my teammates.

I'm adamant about recycling in my house, and I'm always making sure to turn off the lights.

Musicians keep playing when the lights go out, when people are suffering, confused, or angry.

Before I put 'Blue Lights' out, I deleted my Instagram and everything and started again.

Sacrifice and neon lights, Slaveships don't wait, Love many, trust few, And don't be late...

It's a really strange thing to be doing, to go on stage and all of a sudden have bright lights and spotlights.

I guess I'm crazy. If everything was easy-peasy and green lights all the time, it'd be kind of boring.

A man sits in his car at the traffic lights, waiting for them to go green.

If the truth will come out only in the darkness, then let the lights go off!

Still ours the dance, the feast, the glorious Psalm, The mystic lights of emblem, and the Word.

But come back in November or December, in February or March, when the fog, la nebbia, settles upon the city like a marvelous monster, and you will have little trouble believing that things can appear and disappear in this labyrinthine city, or that time here could easily slip in its sprockets and take you, willingly or unwillingly, back.

Any time I get to blow bubbles pretty much lights me up.

But at least he can still see the lights below us. Although maybe for him it doesn't matter.

I'm not trying to make excuses for David Seaman, but I think the lights may have been a problem.

The sheer volumes of songs have come from the hours of cold and darkness that one spends inside with the lights on.