Top 86 Quotes About Long Shadows
#1. When we're anxious, disconnected, vulnerable, alone, and feeling helpless, the booze and food and work and endless hours online feel like comfort, but in reality they're only casting their long shadows over our lives.
Brene Brown
#2. It was earliest morning, when even small trees cast long shadows and scarlet foxes trot denward through the dew like flecks of fire.
Gene Wolfe
#3. Autumn can be glorious but menacing too - the long shadows, brisk winds, scurrying leaves, impending frost.
A.S.A Harrison
#4. Old sins have long shadows," said Gamache. "And this is an old sin.
Louise Penny
#5. Walk free from the long shadows cast by small people.
Fennel Hudson
#6. Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.
Anais Nin
#7. A country of long shadows on county cricket grounds, warm beer, green suburbs, dog lovers, and old maids cycling to holy communion through the morning mist.
John Major
#9. There is a proverb my grandmother used to repeat: Old sins have long shadows.
Agatha Christie
#10. But Quintilius Rousse's sailors grinned in the saddle, saluting, and rode out in a thunder, horses trampling their own long shadows as they set their heads to the east.
Jacqueline Carey
#11. The end of the day is near when small men make long shadows.
Confucius
#12. The grave casts long shadows, Iron Lord," Mirri said. "Long and dark, and in the end no light can hold them back.
George R R Martin
#13. Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn't quite setting? That's the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seemed to be in that light.
John Green
#14. They sat in companionable silence for a few moments after that, while the sun settled into its downward arc in the west and long shadows began to creep across the face of the city.
Scott Lynch
#15. The curse of cancer created a strange and strained existence, challenging me to be neither blind to, nor bound by, death's approach. Even when the cancer was in retreat, it cast long shadows. When
Paul Kalanithi
#16. The afternoon light cast long shadows across the ground,
Patrick Wong
#17. The blond cornfields were red gold, the haystacks turned rosy and threw long shadows. The whole prairie was like a bush that burned with fire and was not consumed.
Willa Cather
#18. High trees cast long shadows. The happier and more blessed a woman's life is, the more duz she feel for them that are less blessed than she.
Marietta Holley
#19. When the moon was high over the moors, Rhineholt became a dark place with long, lonely corridors whose shadows gave breath to many secrets.
Amber Newberry
#20. The town was glad with morning light; places that had shown ugly and distrustful all night long, now wore a smile; and sparkling sunbeams dancing on chamber windows, and twinkling through blind and curtain before sleepers' eyes, shed light even into dreams, and chased away the shadows of the night.
Charles Dickens
#21. That's all childhood is, after all: strong arms to hold back the dark, a story to keep the shadows dancing, and a candle to mark the long journey into day.
Seanan McGuire
#22. Sometime you will find, even as I have found, that there is no such thing as romantic experience; there are romantic memories, and there is the desire of romance- that is all. Our most fiery moments of ecstasy are merely shadows of what somewhere else we have felt, or of what we long someday to feel
Oscar Wilde
#23. Gazing at her for a long moment with something like horror, as though he was seeing her for the first time, he spoke. "You are more dangerous than daybreak."
Before Tana could reply, he stepped into the lengthening shadows of morning and was gone.
Holly Black
#24. The weary August days are long;
The locusts sing a plaintive song,
The cattle miss their master's call
When they see the sunset shadows fall.
Edmund Clarence Stedman
#25. Trees surrounded them from all sides, casting long inky shadows that would, at another time, have been scary. But there was no point in being scared of what might be lurking in the shadows when the biggest bad, of all big bads, was gazing at her intently.
Caroline Hanson
#26. We were going to the long field which today looked like an ocean, although I had never seen an ocean; the grass was moving in the breeze and the cloud shadows passed back and forth and the trees in the distance moved.
Shirley Jackson
#27. I am convening the African Leaders Forum on Disability in partnership with Special Olympics so that a marginalized population long unrecognized does not remain in the shadows. I consider this a critical, moral and practical challenge.
Joyce Banda
#28. The darkness agrees with me. It asks me to release it, as loud as a roar and as quiet as a whisper. I remember what my sister said long ago: You must control the darkness. You can't ever give in to it. But the shadows want to make me happy, and I deserve a little happiness
Justina Ireland
#29. I know something else as well: there's a place in most of us where the rain is pretty much constant, the shadows are always long, and the woods are full of monsters.
Stephen King
#30. In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long for your love.
Rumi
#31. When the whistling-thrush released
A deep sweet secret on the trembling air;
Blackbird on the wing, bird of the forest shadows,
Black rose in the long ago summer,
This was your song:
It isn't time that's passing by,
It is you and I.
Ruskin Bond
#32. Akela, the grim old wolf who had never asked for mercy in his life, gave one piteous look at Mowgli as the boy stood all naked, his long black hair tossing over his shoulders in the light of the blazing branch that made the shadows jump and quiver.
Rudyard Kipling
#33. Long drawn, the cool, green shadows
Steal o'er the lake's warm breast,
And the ancient silence follows
The burning sun to rest. The calm of a thousand summers,
And dreams of countless Junes,
Return when the lake-wind murmurs
Through golden August noons.
William Braithwaite
#34. How far have we come in man's long pilgrimage from darkness toward light? Are we nearing the light - a day of freedom and of peace for all mankind? Or are the shadows of another night closing in upon us?
Dwight D. Eisenhower
#35. A memory, long buried, sprang up of her father warning her never to cross the stream and go into the forest.
"The Dragonwood," she mumbled.
How could she have forgotten the Dragonwood?
Her father had explained that it wasn't their land, and that dangerous animals lurked in the shadows.
Donna Grant
#36. Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn
Indicative that suns go down;
The notice to the startled grass
That darkness is about to pass.
Emily Dickinson
#37. Every life has dark tracts and long stretches of somber tint, and no representation is true to fact which dips its pencil only in light, and flings no shadows on the canvas.
Alexander MacLaren
#38. It would all be fine, even if it went to hell, so long as he was here with her.
Sarah J. Maas
#39. Don't look at the shadows too long or a demon might look back.
Rosamund Hodge
#40. Angela Montgomery was in the hall, shadows and her own long black hair wrapping around her. Ash could see only her face, which gave the impression that she was a beautiful human Cheshire cat, come not to smile but to look deeply disdainful of everything.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#41. Shadows." The world seemed darker when he said it.
"Every man who walks the earth casts a shadow on the world. Some are thin and weak, others long and dark.
George R R Martin
#42. For too long, Americans have fallen victim to financial abuses at the hands of predatory lenders that operate in the shadows.
Kay Hagan
#43. A thick, intense fog was rolling in from the ocean, which created long, strange shadows to form like creatures of their own kind.
Keira D. Skye
#44. Beyond the slumpstone wall lay a backyard, a swimming pool. Dappled with morning light and tree shadows, the water glimmered in shades of blue from sapphire to turquoise, as might a trove of jewels left by long-dead pirates who had sailed a sea since vanished.
Dean Koontz
#45. It was a gracious evening, full of delectable lights and shadows. In the west was a sky of mackerel clouds-crimson and amber-tinted, with long strips of apple-green sky between. Beyond was the glimmering radiance of a sunset sea, and the ceaseless voice of many waters came up from the tawny shore.
L.M. Montgomery
#46. The dusk here does not arrive on the shoulders of golden sunsets any more, but on the heels of long, encroaching shadows of untraceable trees in the distance, gloomy parallel patterns that cascade over the undulating landscape of unevenly dispersed corpses and other things.
Mirza Waheed
#47. She emerged from the shadows like an apparition, and he was taken aback by her beauty. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected to chance upon such a vision of loveliness in those harsh and unforgiving mountains. Her beautiful face, long black hair, and slender figure enchanted him.
Alan Kinross
#48. She seemed to have waited so long to hear those words that for a moment the earth stood still, and the moon, the trees, the grotesque shadows across the heath, became in that instant transfixed in her memory. How shall I bear this exquisite happiness? It is too much: it will destroy me.
Vera Brittain
#49. Some things don't pass, the injuries don't heal they merely find a place in our guts and in our bones where they fitfully rest, tossing and turning between our knuckles and ribs waiting to wake as the shadows grow long.
Toby Barlow
#50. When Nick leaves our room, he leaves behind a dark thunder cloud. He has carried the shadow with him for so long that it has become a part of him and has settled in the shadows of the room.
Mariko Nagai
#51. Beyond the Wall the monsters live, the giants and the ghouls, the stalking shadows and the dead that walk, but they cannot pass so long as the Wall stands strong and the men of the Night's Watch are true. So go to sleep Brandon, my baby boy, and dream sweet dreams. There are no monsters here.
George R R Martin
#52. I spent too long in the shadows ... I'm looking forward to being in the light with you.
Sylvain Reynard
#53. There was a long silence. Magnus broke it. "I have to hand it to you," he said. "I never thought Jace and Clary would be topped by anyone else in terms of insane, self-destructive decisions, but you all are giving them a run for their money.
Cassandra Clare
#54. He wasn't a hero. He wasn't the man who stepped forward and saved the innocent. He was lost himself. Shadows had invaded a long time ago and stolen his life. But he would give anything he had left to be the man who found a way to save Judith
Christine Feehan
#55. Valek coalesced from the shadows and wrapped me in his long lean arms. I soaked in his musky smell, listening to his heart beat. Strong and steady. No indication that he had been sneaking around.
Maria V. Snyder
#56. The long blue shadows of afternoon advanced before me like cheerful ghosts of last summer's growth, dancing past the withered flower borders and the stiff hedges to fall at the feet of a stone nymph, her cascade of water frozen in her urn.
Stephanie Barron
#57. I searched for my own heart
and long after I had lost my way
in the days trailing past with their foliage
in the aloof sky blue with distance
I thought I'd find my heart
where I'd kept your eyes two brown butterflies
and I saw the swallows swoop
and shadows starlings
Ingrid Jonker
#58. When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn't that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows. But it also devours.
Raymond Carver
#59. And long shall timorous fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And Reason's self shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.
Philip Freneau
#60. Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.
George Eliot
#61. He didn't know why the Shadows wanted the brother and sister, but if he allowed himself to dwell on it too long he knew in his gut that finding them meant their deaths.
So he didn't allow himself to think about it.
Jen Meyers
#62. And the sad act like lepers They stick to the shadows They long to ring bells of warning To tell of their coming So that the pure can shut their doors.
Conor Oberst
#63. Some shadows are so long, they arrive before the light.
Terry Pratchett
#64. It's so beautiful at this hour. The sun is low, the shadows are long, the air is cold and clean. You won't be awake for another five hours, but I can't help feeling that we're sharing this clear and beautiful morning.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#65. History is the long shadow cast by the past upon the future. Shadows, by nature, lack details.
Ken Liu
#66. The air was thick and still, chilled. Water dripped somewhere, irregularly. Was the sun positioned perfectly to send ruddy rays of light through the swirling dust within, throwing their shadows long and stark across the floor? Of course it was.
Jeffery Russell
#67. Rowan stood with his queen in the rain, breathing in her scent, and let her steal his warmth for as long as she needed.
Sarah J. Maas
#68. Oh, how beautiful is the summer night, which is not night, but a sunless, yet unclouded, day, descending upon earth with dews and shadows and refreshing coolness! How beautiful the long mild twilight, which, like a silver clasp, unites today with yesterday!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#69. They will be like shadows, they will be like wraiths, gray members of a congregation of nightmare; hark! his long wavering howl ... an aria of fear made audible.
The wolfsong is the sound of the rending you will suffer, in itself a murdering.
Angela Carter
#70. If one squinted into Cabeswater long enough, in the right way, one could see secrets dart between the trees. The shadows of horned animals that never appeared. The winking lights of another summer's fireflies. The rushing sound of many wings, the sound of a massive flock always out of sight. Magic.
Maggie Stiefvater
#71. In this world, whenever there is light, there are also shadows. As long as the concept of winners exist, there must also be losers. The selfish desire of wanting to maintain peace causes wars and hatred is born to protect love.
Masashi Kishimoto
#72. I did not mind stepping out of the shadows, did not mind even being in the shadows to begin with, so long as he was with me. My friend through so many dangers - who had fought for me when no one else would, even myself.
Sarah J. Maas
#73. I could chase the shadows with him. As long as he was willing to let me bring the light in.
Jay Crownover
#74. I never realized Death was so fleet of foot.'
'The fleetest. Always dancing in the shadows.'
'Always waiting for his next partner?'
'Dancing through a long list until he finds the perfect one.
Anne Mallory
#75. Maturity entails a readiness, painful and wrenching though it may be, to look squarely into the long dark places, into the fearsome shadows.
Carl Sagan
#76. Making something secret makes it too important, elevates it to the point where it runs your life from the shadows. If you hide what's at your core from other people for too long, sooner or later you end up hiding it from yourself and waking up with no idea of who you are.
Michael Marshall Smith
#77. We have been telling each other tales of otherness, of life beyond the grave, for a long time; stories that prickle the flesh and make the shadows deeper and, most important, remind us that we live, and that there is something special, something unique and remarkable about the state of being alive.
Neil Gaiman
#78. Bitter experience has taught me that you don't engage with intellectually superior wankers who make long speeches about moral relativism.
Alexis Hall
#79. A person's shadow stood for his legacy, his impact on the world. Some people cast hardly any shadow at all. Some cast long, deep shadows that endured for centuries.
Rick Riordan
#80. The shadows of the mind are like those of the body. In the morning of life they all lie behind us; at noon we trample them under foot; and in the evening they stretch long, broad, and deepening before us.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#82. At the best of times his face was unreadable. Now his face was a book written in a language long forgotten, in an alphabet unimagined. Silas wrapped the shadows around him like a blanket, and stared after the way the boy had gone, and did not move to follow.
Neil Gaiman
#83. We've been around for a long time, Mr. Dowell. Longer than you or any of your stupid little friends could ever conceive. Sleeping in the shadows and waiting for the right moment. A disease you might call us. A plague. Evil. From beneath the ground, it rises as it has done many times in the past.
Jeyn Roberts
#84. The shadows of the tombstones in the graveyard stretched out long and violet, and the sound of the flies buzzed in my ears, louder than the ringing of the shots that still came - were coming closer - to the frail barrier of the dead.
Diana Gabaldon
#85. The long morning shadows lay as still and dark as lakes and patterned the rough ground with straight margins.
Paul Theroux
#86. Without the past to cast its long shadow, might you see the future more clearly?
Diane Setterfield
