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The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
anglepoise lamp.
Light that is One though the lamps be many.
I'm becoming
the street.
Who are you in love with?
me?
Straight against the light I cross.
Another dawn flung itself across the river; a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face white from a nights' carouse.
Advice to children crossing the street: damn the lights. Watch the cars. The lights ain't never killed nobody.
flickering lamps scattered here
The street finds its own uses for things.
In Calumet a thousand ornate streetlamps stood in a swamp, where they did nothing but ignite the fog and summon auras of mosquitoes.
What is this world's delight,
Lightening that mocks the night,
Brief as even as bright
Available light is any damn light that is available!
A murderer's light spilled out from the sunset. It flooded William Street with its ruddy glow and ran beneath the blue-black hail clouds and up the boulevard like hot blood.
In Vancouver, in Sydney and in Orange County, we live among fluorescent stores and streets so brightly lit that you can read a book after dark; in other places across our global body, there are blackouts and curfews every night.
Tasteful illumination of the night, Bright scattered, twinkling star of spangled earth.
Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.
Gaslight Goods. Let us be your light in the midst of life's darkness, the sunlight in your foggy day, the candle in your wind. This is Kite. How can I help you today?
I grimaced. That was their opener?
You got to ask a street question to get a street answer.
My light shines when things get really tough.
The sky was like ebony and the only illumination was the harsh white light of the central streetlamp, which cast shadows so hard it seemed you might cut yourself on them.
So many lights you'd think we were living in a constellation
Shine your light unto the night to bring on the dawn
In the distance, they could see the headlights from cars crossing the bridges like fireflies swarming the streets toward home.
Their cold blue light shone through the silver curtains of river mist as streetlamps might glimmer through a smoke-grimed window
The light shines in our hearts.
TORCHES NEW ENGLAND
What's the best type of light? Why that would be available light ... and by available light I mean any damn light is available.
In their simplicity and directness [neon signage is] a kind of urban iconography with which we can identify on many levels. - Rudi Stern
Above the lot, the great pink hoop of the Ed's Doughnut House sign broadcasts its frigid synthetic light into the night,
Let your light shine.
Holy God, Holy light.
These blessed candles of the night.
I'm afraid of the dark, so I have a lot of night-lights.
In the process of looking at broken paths, we often forget the lights that illuminates that path.
I love street, adore street. Life is about mixing things and to be divine in the streets. Voila!
When the night comes, streets welcome the lonely souls because they alone can fully understand the lonely streets!
When you love the road, the road becomes more luminous!
The light shines brightly in the darkness.
Paris at night is a street show of a hundred moments you might have lived.
Fashion is in the sky, in the street.
avenue into the shadows of a rotten alley. The
Long road to ruin, there in your eyes
Under the cold streetlights.
No tomorrow, no dead-ends in sight!
The near dark streets where Friday night's business began to accomplish itself, strolling couples, arm in arm, girls bright as just pricked flowers, halfdrunk belligerent men herded homeward by fierce women with bitter persecuted faces ...
Strains of Saturday night filtered in from the street - an
On this road
where nobody else travels
autumn nightfall.
Light of compassion and the light of wisdom that arises from our deepest and truest nature surpasses all other lights.
streets with no signs,
The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life.
What I want is Lightower's office
I've found that here in this city, the lights burn ever brighter, but they cast the darkest shadows I know.
Not the city light. We want -the moon-
The Moon none of our own doing!
-RAE ARMANTROUT
She has her own brand of strength,brought to the surface by the dim glow of the streetlight and the whisper of night air on her skin.
Glittering news chips in men's sideburns and women with braided microfilament glo-strands stepping around me, laughing with silver lipsticks. Kaleidoscope streets: lights and traffic and dust and coal diesel exhaust. Muddy and wet.
What is a street? It is where the living weep, where the dead go off in silence to their peace.
Flashlight beams danced crazily
Red sky at night, the city's alight.
It's not my light to begin with, in a sense; it's the light of God, the light of eternity. So take all you want!
Lights and shadows wait for the end of the day to give their best performances!
I love the idea of the street vibe, having folks together, out in the street at midnight.
Neon lights, moonlight, flickering streetlamps, and shadow through the bedroom window blanket us in an ever-changing quilt. Pearl wraps her arms around my middle and lays her head on my chest. I drink from the bottle of whiskey, both uncomfortable and comforted at the same time.
In the light, we shine brightly.
I have not much love for the bright lights - unless it's the sun creeping up over the horizon.
If there are no stars on the sky, you must try to be happy with the shining streetlights!
They say the streets is a demon in a dress,
Wit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath
Multi-colored lights flashed and glared on the wet road and cast eerie reflections, reminiscent of artistic surrealism. Fillion imagined that his distress and anger swirled and moved with the refracted lights, creating an urban masterpiece of demented fury.
there is a light that never goes out
New York at night, from its bridges, is a miracle. When I first came to the city, it took all my fantasies and set them on fire, turned them into flickering constellations of light.
Nevertheless, the members of the Board of Trade were so delighted with the lamps that they decided to change Austin's official nickname from "City of the Violet Crown" (in honor of Austin's stunning sunsets) to "The City of Eternal Moonlight.
Ten flashing lights are a nuisance but 500 are fantastic.
No matter how little your light is, let it shine
On the Jellicoe road
In Glendale, where I live, there's a street called Broadway. The bottoms of the light posts have swastikas on them.
Behind them were the lights of the market, the lanterns and candles and witch-lights and fairy glitter, like a dream of the night sky brought down to earth.
Shine thy light.
It is high time that we had lights that are not incendiary torches.
street - "the drag," his brother
What's Your Road, Man?
Let you light shine from the inside out.
Sexy stuff. We lived on a street called
Those who cannot illuminate even a gloomy street often talk about illuminating the world!
Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze ...
We waste our lights in vain, like lamps by day.
Cute kids, really cute clothes. I'd just created a tagline for Wind Gaps' li'l shoppers.
A Ford motorcar is a magical thing in the night with the spraying lamps against the pitch road and the smell of metal and perfume under the clothy roof.
Light is what gives joy to buildings.
Location: Amsterdam, Where Fire Is Called Vlam
The light must illuminate.
I see these lights, every time I look into your eyes. It crosses my heart, and make me feel in love.
If the world is night,
Shine my life like a light
I couldn't find any good pictures in magazines of ordinary modern street corners in America, so I persuaded this guy I knew in Sacramento - Stanley Something-or-other - to spend a day with me driving around just to take snapshots.
What am I? Am I the bulb that carries the light, or am I the light of which the bulb is a vehicle?
For a cheerful spirit, a dark street is just another bright street!
I always loved bulbs, and I use light a lot in my shows. In my office in Paris, I have 300 bulbs.
Street children are lovely blossoms just dropped from the tree after a heavy storm. Now they need to be put together with a needle and threads of security and shelter to live into a beautiful circle of life's garland
Incandescent afternoons in Spain, the shutters closed, a blade of sun burning into the darkness.
I love driving in the city at night.
Gazing out over the city, I imagine all the people each twinkling light represents; our audience, a sea of eyes staring at us, examining our every move.
There is light somewhere.
A New York plate that said you die. (Dark City Lights)
Skeins of mist like translucent silk, bending and unbending in the headlight tunnels ...
Sometimes the best lighting of all is a power failure.