Pastoral Resources

I compare the Twist to the electric light, The Twist is me, and I'm it. I'm the electric light.

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.

Further, a document names and identifies the actual Red Light Bandits (plural), because in fact there are two.

How, possibly, could the police have made the 'mistake' of charging the wrong man with the notorious Red Light Bandit crimes? That also is something that is fully revealed in the Pandora's Box of facts I have prepared.

Vice, in its true light, is so deformed, that it shocks us at first sight; and would hardly ever seduce us, if it did not at first wear the mask of some virtue.

Many a man has fallen in love with a girl in a light so dim he would not have chosen a suit by it.

It was still quite light out of doors, but inside with the curtains drawn and the smouldering fire sending out a dim, uncertain glow, the room was full of deep shadows.

I started noticing how stained the pavements are in London. The pavements in Beverly Hills aren't used; in London, they're used for everything. It doesn't matter how much they're cleaned, they still reflect light.

Treat your friends as you do your best pictures, and place them in their best light.

Treat your friends as you do your pictures, and place them in their best light.

I was more of a light opera singer, not really much of a lounge singer.

However light-hearted you try to be about it, the loss of youth, and everything that goes with it, is quite a trauma.

Small bodies, about half a micron in diameter, and later referred to under the name of 'mitochondria' were detected under the light microscope as early as 1894.

Go now, verses, on your light feet, you have not trodden hard on the old earth where the graves laugh when they see their guests, the one corpse stacked on top of the other. Go now and stagger to her whom I do not know.

Two qualities are indispensable: first, an intellect that, even in the darkest hour, retains some glimmerings of the inner light which leads to truth; and second, the courage to follow this faint light wherever it may lead.

Thought the sun is gone, I have a light.

I wear my shadows where they're harder to see, but they follow me everywhere. I guess that should tell me I'm travelling toward light.

Take a commonplace, clean it and polish it, light it so that it produces the same effect of youth and freshness and originality and spontaneity as it did originally, and you have done a poet's job. The rest is literature.

Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.

Appreciation is the highest form of prayer, for it acknowledges the presence of good wherever you shine the light of your thankful thoughts.