It is easy to see the glow but hard to recognize the awakening of silence.
Folks want to glow, to leave their worries and dead skin behind.
A ray of imagination or of wisdom may enlighten the universe, and glow into remotest centuries.
I must bridge the gap between adolescent glitter and mature glow.
The more determinedly I exist, as myself, within the conditions of the time, the more clearly I shall hear the language of the past, the nearer I shall feel the glow of its life.
I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.
From the glow of enthusiasm I let the melody escape. I pursue it. Breathless I catch up with it. It flies again, it disappears, it plunges into a chaos of diverse emotions. I catch it again, I seize it, I embrace it with delight. . . I multiply it by modulations, and at last I triumph in the first theme. There is the whole symphony.
Our American heritage is greater than any one of us. It can express itself in very homely truths; in the end it can lift up our eyes beyond the glow in the sunset skies.
You have a wisdom inside you - listen for it. You have a light inside you - feel its glow. You have the power to speak and act and make things manifest in the world - let your wisdom and light guide you as you do.
My dad says he likes to bask in my glow.
St. Tropez has a face glow that is amazing - you can put it on without makeup, and your skin just glows.
The media, I think, wants Kerry to win. . . . And I think they're going to portray Kerry and Edwards. . . I'm talking about the establishment media, not Fox - but they're going to portray Kerry and Edwards as being young and dynamic and opportunistic and all. There's going to be this glow about them - that's going to be worth maybe 15 points.
Deprived of human intercourse, I inevitably overvalue the imagination and expect it to make the mundane glow with an aura of self-transcendence. Yet why these glorious sunsets, I ask myself, if nature does not speak to us with tongues of fire.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Look at the stars, how they shine and glow, some of the stars died a long time ago. Still they shine in the evening skies for you see, love like starlight never dies
Other people's belief changes you. We all have insecurity, and uncertainty, and to have that glow cast over you by somebody that you respect, makes a gigantic difference.