4,631 Quotes About Light

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The Ultimate Enlightenment – the Age of Hyperreason – led by higher humanity (the HyperHumans) will power humanity ahead to a Star Trek future where we travel the physical galaxies in starships, and thence to mental galaxies that we traverse in vessels of the purest light. Let there be hyperreason. Let there be light.

Because here's the thing about God and pain: He never plans to leave you just as you are. You're far too precious to him to not upgrade you, to swap parts of you for a new model. When you know stories about the dark, you become a light to others. You get to show the way. You get to sit on the floor with people or on the other end of the phone, not saying a word because you know words can't change the present pain. You get to help others just be, as you decide to just be with them.

You only really know the true power of light when you place it in the darkness.

While eyes are shut the pain will not subside,They yearn to join with light that is outside;It’s due to your eyes’ light’s attracting pull,Which seeks light rays as soon as possible.If your eyes feel some pain while open, thenWhen blocked of transient light, pain fills your eyes,So you should open them, if you are wise...

We were always meant to live in darkness, even with the light. Five billion years from now the sun will stop shining and the darkness will win. It's supposed to win. It's inevitable. Darkness will come and the world will become a cold and sinister place to live in, if it isn't already.

Perfect light is what religious types call "God." "God" is not an individual being, but a composite being, made up of all of us. We are all nodes of "God", and "God" is made complete through us.

The sun never has an inferiority complex. It shines the same whether above or below.

Heaven might have streets of gold, but this entire town is covered in it. Amber sunlight is everywhere, glowing off of the yellow brick buildings, reflecting from the windows, even hanging in the dust. Sunlight, apparently, smells like slightly overripe fruit, the kind perfect for the picking, that shouldn’t be left for any other day. It’s meant to be enjoyed now.