I am haunted by interrupted acts,
introspective as a leper, enchanted
by a repulsive clew,
a gross and fugitive movement of the limbs.
Is this the love that shook the lights to flame?
It's a failure only if you don't get anything out of it, Thomas Edison said he knew 999 ways that a light bulb did not work; yet we have lights today.
I have a constitutional weakness in which I am very easily distracted by flashing lights. If there is a TV on in the room, I can't have a conversation with you. I won't eat, I won't sleep, I'll just meld with my couch.
I rather wonder what I am doing here. I enjoy city life, you know. The glittering lights, the constant companionship, the liquid entertainment. The lack of sudden monkeys.
These earthly godfathers of Heaven's lights, that give a name to every fixed star, have no more profit of their shining nights than those that walk and know not what they are.
Let us not curse the darkness. Let us kindle little lights.
Despotism can only exist in darkness, and there are too many lights now in the political firmament to permit it to remain anywhere, as it has heretofore done, almost everywhere.
I never wanted to just press play on some DJ set and let the lights do all the work. I value old-fashioned performance a little more than that.
I do not like the red carpet; I prefer the green pitch.
I also avoid green vegetables. They're grossly overrated.
A vacant white room with lights is still a submission to the neutral. Works of art seen in such spaces seem to be going through a kind of esthetic convalescence.
I changed my headlights the other day. I put in strobe lights instead! Now when I drive at night, it looks like everyone else is standing still.
I can do a Green Day joke and people actually get it.
Sweden is not a green paradise, it has one of the biggest carbon footprints.
I have the travel documents. I have a green card. I can go anywhere.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
You can't control a superstar that has an ultimate green light. That's impossible.
Suddenly a mist of green on the trees, as quiet as thought.
I don't care about that. The Green Coat is enough for me.
In 'Friday Night Lights,' the relationship between the coach and his wife, that marriage was something that you couldn't really understand until you actually saw it exist on film.
Remove all the traffic lights, yellow lines, one-way systems and road markings, and let blissful anarchy prevail. I imagine it would produce a kind of harmony.
I don't wanna put people in front of green screens.
Our educational system is like an automobile which has strong rear lights, brightly illuminating the past. But looking forward things are barely discernible.
When God comes into your life, He lights a candle in your soul.
Now, more than ever, the Internet must be wielded along with other media to cast bright lights on all who would destroy freedom in the world.
From generation to generation, lights are extinguished and darkness threatens until some one stoops to bear the torch.
I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge - then, the Moon breaks through, lights up the path before me.
Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth, 'you owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that! It lights up the whole sky.
I don't like the concept of crackers. Diwali is a festival of lights but we have a lot of sound too. I don't know how and why. It isn't good for Mother Earth especially the animals around.
Humanity does not come with citizenship or a green card.
The torch needs to be held by somebody that's great. Because champions are made in the dark, baby. We don't need the lights and the spotlight. That stuff is for everybody else, man.
I've really learned over the years how to control my adrenaline and let it all out when they shoot the gun versus letting the crowd and the lights and the camera get to me.
Two dry Sticks will burn a green One.
I was stranded in Disco. I went to dozens of darkened places with enough flashing lights to drive the average person mad. I felt lost in the pulse of sheer panic.
As the woods are the same, the trees standing in their places, the rocks and the earth... they are always different too, as lights and shadows and seasons and moods pass through them.
The inside of my wallet is pasture(past your) green.
This life is a shadowy thing, lad. We live in a crowded space of lights and shadows, and when left to ourselves, we all too often fail to see the brightest light of all.
What are the publications that succeed? Those that pretend to teach the public that the persons they have been accustomed unwittingly to look up to as the lights of the earth are no better than themselves.
Concentrate on hitting the green. The cup will come to you.
To save energy, New York City is now dimming the lights of the skyscrapers and the skyline at night. There's a bad side to this. If you need Batman, you have to text him.
The future can be just and green - not corruption-mired and polluted.
Every child in Uruguay has a little green laptop.
India has been developing its green energy resources.
Every man as well as every day has its lights and shades.
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
We do pretty much the same set list every night, and the show's down to certain cues because we have video and all this production and lights and everything going on.
I've kinda been an off-Broadway sensation. There aren't a lot of lights or big marquees around my name or my work, yet my core audience knows exactly where I am.
That little green drink inspired hallucination is right!
Is my music indicative of a caffeine-surged green liquid? Probably not.
Don’t be attached to visions or lights in meditation, don’t rise or fall with them. What’s so great about brightness? My flashlight has it. It can’t help us rid ourselves of our suffering.
Green calm below, blue quietness above.
A scoop of pure honey set in a green bowl.
I've always seen music as colours, with basses maybe translating to dark blues, and trebles as yellows and ochres and a general sense of lights coming through.
You're out on stage, the music is blaring, the crowd is screaming, the lights are flashing, your heart is pumping, the sweat is flying, and it's the greatest feeling in the whole world.
I'm big on green veggies: arugula, spinach, and kale.
'Friday Night Lights' was never a break-out hit; I'll never regret doing that show.
In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.
I was green. All I knew was to walk my dog and go to church.
The secret heart is fair devotion's temple; there the saint, even on that living altar, lights the flame of purest sacrifice, which burns unseen, not unaccepted.
It's hard, the green screen; it's a different way of working.
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