Lit Quotes

#1. We can allow ourselves to pass through the darkest valley without losing our light. One candle can lit millions of other candles, which are willing to receive the light.

Raphael Zernoff

#2. Oh shit.... I think I just lit his fuse.

Darby Briar

#3. Going to high school in rural Florida, we always partied down in the woods. Somebody - one of the rednecks - would leave class and mow a path out to a field, and we'd drive out there. Dude, every party I went to was lit by a bonfire. Acoustic guitar.

Miles Teller

#4. Is it the problem in my conclusion or is it in you... it's difficult to say I can say for sure Dean Koontz audiobooks I have them on few clicks away... but I can't say anything about your character... it's very soft... lazy and not serious.... you want a lit of with process 0%.

Deyth Banger

#5. Am I really going to die?" Cimil's face lit up with shock. "Jeez. What kind of goddess do you think I am? We just met, and I only kill people I know.

Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

#6. Sometimes those who lit the spark that began a conflagration must be consumed by it lest the fire burn on indefinitely.

Ken Liu

#7. If you ordered up a whore here, you'd probably get a theater major doing Joan Crawford as Sadie Thompson. I wonder what would happen if I ordered up a Hershey bar?" His eyes lit up for a moment. "I wonder what would happen if I ordered up a whore and a Hershey bar?

Kage Baker

#8. I'll begin with the most basic.What are you?"
"Pussy Cat Doll?" she asked, immediately doing a slow headshake at his look. "Judge, jury and
executioner." He scowled. Her eyes lit up. "Transient! What? Really. No? Babe in Toyland?

Kresley Cole

#9. The Hollywood sirens are shrieking, while down some search lit alley runs some lost belief.

Joni Mitchell

#10. I have read books that are so cliched and lazy, my eyes have bled. But I also have read books marketed under the chick-lit umbrella that are so honest, clever and gritty that I've wanted to give up writing and paint walls instead.

Jojo Moyes

#11. The pressed oil of words can blaze up into music, into image, into the heart and mind's knowledge. The lit and shadowed places within us can be warmed.

Jane Hirshfield

#12. One of the problems I have with a lot of movies these days is that everything is too well lit. In the world of digital creations there is a tendency to show too much.

Bill Sienkiewicz

#13. We have lit upon the gentle, sensitive mind And lost the old nonchalance of the hand; Whether we have chosen chisel, pen or brush, We are but critics, or but half create.

William Butler Yeats

#14. Whoever becomes imbued with a noble idea kindles a flame from which other torches are lit, and influences those with whom he comes in contact, be they few or many. How far that influence, thus perpetuated, may extend, it is not given to him here to see.

Henry George

#15. One candle can light a thousand other candles and still remain lit itself. Be that candle.

James Altucher

#16. Work or suffering found her listless and dejected, powerles and repining; but gaiety expanded her butterfly's wings, lit up their gold-dust and bright spots, made her flash like a gem, and flush like a flower.

Charlotte Bronte

#17. Hope is patience with the lamp lit.

Tertullian

#18. Some accidental frequency in the siren had lit a gene like a flare in their rib cages, freeing them - for what greater freedom could there be than to forget your home?

Andrew Sean Greer

#19. He promptly pulled out a cigarette stuck it between his lips and lit it. I reached over and snagged it from between his lips and put it out.
I pointed my index finger at him. "You will not suck on this death stick in my presence," I huffed.

Sloane to Siva

Micalea Smeltzer

#20. Luck, normalcy, fate ... none of those seemed to be on our side. Our very being together went against all the odds. All I knew was that something good had begun. A flame had been lit. And the whole universe was watching to see if it would be blown out.
All I could do was hold my breath. And wait.

Amy Plum

#21. She had lived the idea of spreading truth like a fire, like touching a lit candle to another candle and watching its flame come to life, until the whole world was bright and you saw everything clear.

Sarah Rees Brennan

#22. The thing is, every Luxen feared Daemon's notorious temper. His brother was like a lit fuse, ready to explode at any minute, but what they didn't know was that it was another thing Dawson shared with Daemon. When push came to shove, and it involved someone he cared about, he could be just as mean.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#23. As if I'd lit a fire in the darkness to try and warm us. And all I'd done was to see his real face by it.

John Fowles

#24. A question in your nerves is lit
Yet you know there is no answer fit
To satisfy, insure you not to quit
To keep it in your mind and not forget
That it is not he or she or them or it that you belong to ...

Bob Dylan

#25. Piper gave Lit a friendly sorry-about-that smile. Even with her hair messed up and wearing two-day-old clothes, she looked extremely cute, and Jason felt a little jealous she was giving Lit that smile.

Rick Riordan

#26. Usually when I see Matthew [McConaughey] at a show, he'll be down in front with his shirt off with two beers just going mental, lit up and having an amazing time.

Ian Astbury

#27. At the sight of Day, her whole face lit up.
"Mikhail! You came! Barbara said you would, but that we might have to wait for hell to freeze over first. Did it?

Deborah Blake

#28. A lamp is lit in woman's eye; that souls, else lost on earth, remember angels by.

Nathaniel Parker Willis

#29. Her eyes flashed orange for a half-second and that gruesome and horrifying sight reminded me of the candles being lit on a grinning jack-o-lantern, if said jack-o-lantern was salivating.

Sharon Stevenson

#30. was one of those large, under-lit places that seemed to recede into shadow at the periphery, and in the murky middle

Emily St. John Mandel

#31. I always thought 'chick lit' meant third-person contemporary funny novels, dealing with issues of the day. I mean, it's not the ideal term; when I'm asked to describe what I do, I say I write romantic comedies, cause that's what I feel they are. But I'm quite pragmatic.

Sophie Kinsella

#32. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. she perfumed my planet and lit up my life.

Antoine De Saint-Exupery

#33. The candle is not lit
To give light, but to testify to the night.

Robert Bly

#34. The whole universe is in darkness, but we remain lit. We're a tiny bird tied to a branch in the dark forest, with a spotlight trained on on us.

Liu Cixin

#35. Maybe we all get like this in the cold half-lit world where always the wrong thing happens and never the right.

Raymond Chandler

#36. Memories come back, pressing in on you, like ghost faces in the darkness pushing up the glass, trying to get into the lit room.

Julia Green

#37. The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. My name's Peter. Can I play too?

Brom

#38. As far as i am concerned, i am in the knowledge that death can never extinguish the torch which i have lit in Ghana and Africa. Long after i am dead and gone, the light will continue to burn and be borne aloft, giving light and guidance to all people

Kwame Nkrumah

#39. Bodies have their own light which they consume to live: they burn, they are not lit from the outside.

Egon Schiele

#40. The fuse is lit. You can run all you want to but you leave a trail of gunpowder in your wake. There's going to be a reckoning eventually.

Colleen Houck

#41. One lamp - thy mother's love - amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy - as it was lit and lent thee here.

Nathaniel Parker Willis

#42. The Heart is like a candle,
longing to be lit!

Rumi

#43. Kubrick was one of those directors who actually did practically everything in his movies. He actually directed, photographed, wrote, lit, edited - everything. A few people can be like that.

Vilmos Zsigmond

#44. Lit, one of the dwarfs, walked in front of Thor to get a better view of the pyre, and Thor kicked him irritably into the middle of the flames, which made Thor feel slightly better and made all the dwarfs feel much worse. "I

Neil Gaiman

#45. Tiberius Nero's face lit up with a smile. "What did you do, offer to make him consul?" I asked Tavius later. He shook his head.

Phyllis T. Smith

#46. A grin lit [Christian's] face. "We're going hunting?

Richelle Mead

#47. It's hard to smoke a pipe, and it's actually kind of brutal. It burns your mouth and your throat, and to keep it lit.

Charlie Hunnam

#48. She gasped again and opened blue eyes lit with erotic mischief. "Are you trying to steal the reins from me?"
Even with his penis buried deep within her, even moments from climax, he arched an eyebrow. "You have them only by my permission.

Elizabeth Hoyt

#49. The boy was the sun in Coriane's sky. On hard days, he split the darkness. On good days, he lit the world. When Tibe went away to the front, for weeks at a time now that the war ran hot again, Cal kept her safe. Only a few months old and better than any shield in the kingdom.

Victoria Aveyard

#50. They gave Saint Patrick his own day and what did he do but run out a bunch of snakes. Why, Thomas Edison lit up the world. If it hadn't been for him we'd all still be sitting here in the dark, with nothing but a candle,

Fannie Flagg

#51. In a world lit by data, street corners are painted with contextual information, automobiles can navigate autonomously, thermostats respond to patterns of activity, and retail outlets change as rapidly (and individually) as search results from Google.

John Battelle

#52. God answered our question before we asked it. So we'd see his answer, he lit the sky with a star. So we'd hear it, he filled the night with a choir. So we'd believe it, he did what no man had ever dreamed. He became flesh and came to live among us. He

Max Lucado

#53. There is a child in every one of us who is still a trick-or-treater looking for a brightly-lit front porch.

Robert Breault

#54. She waited uneasily and shyly. From afar he saw that her eyes
clearly her father's
were filled with desperate innocence. He pictured, in her, his own redemption. Violins and lit candles revolved in the sky. Leo ran forward with flowers out-thrust.

Bernard Malamud

#55. His face lit up. "I've always wanted to fuck a Swede.

Marita A. Hansen

#56. -Question: "On a scale from one to ten how fierce are you?"- David: "You are just asking me this because I am gay ... What the fuck does that mean?" -David Levithan, at Teen Lit Con-

David Levithan

#57. Such is true joy's absolute certainty,
Its slow lit fuse that burns holes
In the shabby shroud of death forever.

Scott Hastie

#58. When you introduce a character and show him for the first time, don't show him fully lit. Don't show him one hundred percent to the audience. Show maybe fifty percent or sixty percent so the audience can fill in the dark spots.

Peter Stormare

#59. The fire inside people is like a match; the way to ignite that flame is initially through friction, then other matches are lit through warmth.

Stephen Covey

#60. The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.

David Mitchell

#61. There's no light bulb lit. I half wonder if there's any power to light one.
"Aunt Alice?"
A round goblin comes out of the darkness of the hallway.

Travis Thrasher

#62. ... in between the neighbour who recalls her
coming in from a walk on the moors
with her face "lit up by a divine light"
and the sister who tells us
Emily never made a friend in her life,
is a space where the little raw soul
slips through.

Anne Carson

#63. It was like magic, but so much of magic is about misdirection, whereas so much of redemption is straightforward and ordinary, piercing true and lit with surprise.

Geoffrey Wood

#64. Understand the secret unseen ways of heart to heart contact like this:

When two lamps are being lit.

The lamps will remain separate

But their light will become intermixed

Jalaluddin Rumi

#65. He was in a strange, badly lit room, wearing even stranger clothes, getting an earful from an unknown woman, in a language that he could and couldn't exactly place in a very disturbing way.
These were not his memories.

Angelo Tsanatelis

#66. This was Hist and Lit, after all. If you couldn't work the term "liminal" into your tutorial, you were doing it wrong.

Lauren Willig

#67. I'll be your friend in daylight. I'll treat you as a comrade in every gas-lit ballroom. But alone, under moonlight, I'll not pretend that I want you for anything but mine.

Courtney Milan

#68. If I'm desperate, I'll read anything. But even when I can be choosy, I still have no hard-and-fast rules. I have rules about what I won't read, rather than what I will. No science fiction, no romance, no chick lit. Although even these rules can be broken.

Sonya Hartnett

#69. Would that I were the heaven, that I might be all full of love-lit eyes to gaze on thee.

Plato

#70. Standing by the frozen glass, he stared down at the icy, barely lit streets running towards the river Seine, the bell-clanging local church, then to the sky like black lead. ("Israbel")

Tanith Lee

#71. Was that what it meant to be alive - moving from a brightly lit corridor into a darkened room at every step? Sometimes it felt that way.

Kevin Brockmeier

#72. But at night, when the library lamps are lit, the outside world disappears and nothing but the space of books remains in existence.

Alberto Manguel

#73. Like the small flame of a match to a cigarette, Rudolf's fury lit the crumpled edge of his German soul.

Geraldine Birch

#74. It's like he's training you for battle or something." Her eyes lit up. "Hey, maybe he has some underground fight club and he's grooming you!"
"That's it, Steph. Definitely.

Jessica Shirvington

#75. Lucien took the cigar and lit it, in the Spanish fashion, from that of the priest. "He is right," Lucien thought; "there is plenty of time to kill myself.

Honore De Balzac

#76. I was lonely amidst a world of things lit up by phosphorescent flashes of cruelty. I was delirious with an energy which could not be unleashed except in the service of death and futility.

Henry Miller

#77. There is no greater treasure than a woman's heart; her true, enrossing feelings making harmony in your life. Like a long-lit song playing in all your days.

C. David Murphy

#78. Loser lit antiheroes aren't well intentioned or earnest; they don't care whether you like them or not. They're self-mocking, ironic and inventive; they narrate their downfalls with manic wordplay, rampant metaphors, wisecracks, and escalating flights of spleen-fueled lyricism.

Kate Christensen

#79. It's funny, we started writing chick-lit when it was just becoming a crowded marketplace, and now the same thing is happening with YA. It really used to just be one shelf at the library - Nancy Drew and Judy Blume.

Emma McLaughlin

#80. Mhisery couldn't help but laugh, Quinn was infectious . When he grinned, her world lit up.

Alex Morgan

#81. Together in Britain we have lit a flame that the ages shall not extinguish. Guard that sacred flame my brother Blackshirts until it illuminates Britain and lights again the Paths of Mankind.

Oswald Mosley

#82. Flora had also learned the degraded art of 'tasting' unread books, and now, whenever her skimming eye lit on a phrase about heavy shapes, or sweat, or howls or bedposts, she just put the book back on the shelf, unread.

Stella Gibbons

#83. Meg lit the gas burner, above which a pan sat in readiness. "The soup is all homemade." "Meg, it's Heinz tomato." Sanne held up the empty tin she'd spotted in the recycling pile. "To which I have added extra pepper and a spoonful of Bovril, thus rendering it homemade.

Cari Hunter

#84. Quentin knew he wasn't happy. Why not? He had painstakingly assembled all the ingredients of happiness. He had performed all the necessary rituals, spoken the words, lit the candles, made the sacrifices. But happiness, like a disobedient spirit, refused to come.

Anonymous

#85. Books bombarded his shoulders, his arms, his upturned face. A book lit, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands, wings fluttering.

Ray Bradbury

#86. When she found his eyes, hers were fuller and sharper, lit with something that had entered the world centuries before civilized things. "I get off at midnight," she said.

Dennis Lehane

#87. Magnus thought once again of the blue-eyed man standing in his parlor. Then he lit a match and burned the note.

Cassandra Clare

#88. Over one hundred years ago. The safe streets are dimly lit, the others not lit at all, but both represent a danger that you're asking for should you find yourself

Morrissey

#89. I had four hundred thousand pages of continental philosophy and lit theory in my head. And by God, I was going to use it to prove to him that I was smarter than he was.

David Foster Wallace

#90. Her face lit up. Like seriously ... Lit. The. Fuck. Up. Like I'd just told her she'd hit the jackpot.

J. Sterling

#91. Did you ever feel happy in church?" "Naw. I didn't want to. Nobody but poor folks get happy in church." "But you are poor, Bigger."
Again Bigger's eyes lit with a bitter and feverish pride. "I ain't that poor.

Richard Wright

#92. Each one of us is lit
If only one could see
That not one way is right
We are all part of the same light

Elise Icten

#93. [A novel by Henry James] is like a church lit but without a congregation to distract you, with every light and line focused on the high altar. And on the altar, very reverently place, intensely there, is a dead kitten, an egg-shell, a bit of string.

H.G.Wells

#94. He lit a lamp in broad daylight and said, as he went about, I am looking for a human .

Diogenes

#95. Insights and perceptions pass through the mind like fleet fireflies. Lit for an instant, then gone back into the dark.

Leonard Bishop

#96. Most scripts are written to be green lit. They're not written to be acted. And a lot of writers with the greatest intention in the world don't write for actors. They don't understand the architecture of what an actor needs to get from point A to point B.

Laura Linney

#97. There is no such thing as a miracle. A miracle is just what somebody else doesn't understand. If we went back into the Stone Age and we lit a match, they'd say, "Ahh miracla, miracla!"

Frederick Lenz

#98. Everything is lit with glowing chandeliers and copious candles, so that the light is not bright but deep and warm and bubbling.

Erin Morgenstern

#99. Are you going to do it?" he asked. "Maybe," I said.
Don't 'maybe' me, baby. It's written all over you. I'd almost be willing to go along, you know. Of all my relations, I like sex the best and Eric the least."
I lit a cigarette, while I considered.

Roger Zelazny

#100. And so Nat stood up and joined the group, and followed, and watched, and awaited his chance as the light of Chaos lit the plain and gods and demons marched to war.

Joanne Harris