brightening QUOTES

1 " It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily." So it is." " And freezing." " Is it?" " Yes," said Eeyore. " However," he said, brightening up a little, " we haven't had an earthquake lately. "

2 " Experience says you just can’t do it. Pride will say it’s just not worth it. Reason says it’s just too difficult, and logic says it’s too expensive. All while aspiration quickens our heartbeat, faith whispers, “you can do it,” inspiration says you will find a way, and hope fills our soul with the songs of never giving up. The satisfaction of even small success spurs us on, and the fear and thrill of it all fuels the flames of our dreams, ever brightening our path. "

― Connie Kerbs

3 " Let your child be the torch of truth and they shall shine over the entirety of the human society brightening even the darkest corners. "

― Abhijit Naskar , Human Making is Our Mission: A Treatise on Parenting (Humanism Series)

4 " Bible teaching about the Second Coming of Christ was thought of as “doomsday” preaching. But not anymore. It is the only ray of hope that shines as an ever brightening beam in a darkening world. "

― Billy Graham , Billy Graham in Quotes

5 " We cannot hold a torch to light another's path without brightening our own. "

6 " But illness does not always write itself upon the body, the sickness I search for is hidden deep within the brain. Sometimes it rises to the surface. Sometimes the face betrays what the body conceals. But there moments, these betrayals, last no longer than an instant. They come, they go, they pass over the patient, darkening and brightening his face like clouds gusting over a meadow. How is it possible, then, to tell what he is suffering when the visible signs of his inner disorder appear so fleetingly upon his face? "

― Sarah Shun-lien Bynum , Madeleine Is Sleeping

7 " The afternoon light brightening the green in her eyes, her tan skin the last memory of fall "

― John Green , Looking for Alaska

8 " O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance? "

― W.B. Yeats , The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats

9 " The fireworks went on for nearly half an hour, great pulsing strobes, fiery dandelions and starbursts of light brightening both sky and water. It was hard to tell which was reality and which was reflection, as if there were two displays, above and below, going on simultaneously—one in space-time, mused Max, and the other in time-space. "

― Sol Luckman , Snooze: A Story of Awakening

10 " Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things. "

― Kakuzō Okakura , The Book of Tea

11 " Therefore it is to a practical mysticism that the practical man is here invited: to a training of his latent faculties, a bracing and brightening of his languid consciousness, an emancipation from the fetters of appearance, a turning of his attention to new levels of the world. Thus he may become aware of the universe which the spiritual artist is always trying to disclose to the race. This amount of mystical perception—this “ordinary contemplation,” as the specialists call it—is possible to all men: without it, they are not wholly conscious, nor wholly alive. It is a natural human activity, no more involving the great powers and sublime experiences of the mystical saints and philosophers than the ordinary enjoyment of music involves the special creative powers of the great musician. "

― Evelyn Underhill , Practical Mysticism; and, Abba: Meditations on the Lord's Prayer

12 " What are you?' She asked. He shot her a brief glance and looked away. He stared at the scenery of the pastures and distant rows of trees. She knew he was not going to answer the question.

In the brightening daylight, she could see that most of the blood on him was restricted to his mouth and hands. It dawned on her that it wasn't his blood, but the blood of something he had caught and eaten. "

― Shirley A. Martin , Bengalo Moon: Jook and Gypsies Vol. 2