Anything for the quick life, as the man said when he took the situation at the lighthouse. — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I got married at the lighthouse , the 16th-century Forte de Sao Miguel Arcanjo, on the edge of the promontory of Sitio. — Garrett McNamara Copy Share Image
Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save; they just stand there shining. — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all others were making ships. — Charles Simic Copy Share Image
“Some women are built by the fire. Yet, there are some that are the FIRE!” — Shannon L. Alder Copy Share Image
A lighthouse is not interested in who gets its light! It just gives it without thinking! Giving light is its nature! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
When I write songs, I try to write in a way to reach as many people as I can, to be a… — Chris Tomlin Copy Share Image
“So that was the Lighthouse, was it? No, the other was also the Lighthouse. For nothing was simply one thing” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
My job as artistic director at the Brighton digital agency Lighthouse is all about trying to show that digital culture is about… — Honor Harger Copy Share Image
“On that island was a lighthouse I had seen every single summer of my entire life and my mother, too, had seen… — Per Petterson Copy Share Image
It's about how you're like a lighthouse, always searching far into the distance. But the thing you're looking for is usually close… — Susane Colasanti Copy Share Image
“There is something comforting about a lighthouse. In the dark of the night, hold on to the light, and you’ll get back… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
She belonged to a different age, but being so entire, so complete, would always stand up on the horizon, stone-white, eminent, like… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Nazare is a special place for me; we got married right there, at the lighthouse. The seafood and wine are amazing. Best… — Garrett McNamara Copy Share Image
“The dip of the light meant that the island itself was always left in darkness. A lighthouse is for others; powerless to… — M.L. Steadman Copy Share Image
The library is every child's lighthouse. It is every person's sanctuary. It is every town and county's fortress in the face of… — Amy Bloom Copy Share Image
I'd worked at a small town newspaper, and I was thinking of all the strange stories that I had seen float through… — Michael Koryta Copy Share Image
For anarchy to succeed or simply to advance towards its success it must be conceived not only as a lighthouse which illuminates… — Errico Malatesta Copy Share Image
Books -lighthouses erected in the great sea of time -books, the precious depositories of the thoughts and creations of genius -books, by… — Edwin Percy Whipple Copy Share Image
“What does a lighthouse do? I ask myself. It never moves. It cannot hike up its rocky skirt and dash into the… — Lisa Wingate Copy Share Image
I had let want in, opened the door ever so slightly. But want without the belief you can get what you want… — Deb Caletti Copy Share Image
The Lighthouse was then a silvery, misty-looking tower with a yellow eye, that opened suddenly, and softly in the evening. Now— James… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was as if she lived only on clear, salty air, and when the day came for her to pass away, she… — John Ajvide Lindqvist Copy Share Image
“I would travel far and wide...seeing, listening, creating. I would weave tales for an enthralled audience. A song would be heard throughout… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
“... Courageously sail off into your stormy inner waters to discover the one thing that ignites the spark in your heart –… — Heather Anne Talpa Copy Share Image
“I felt I was in the loneliest place in the world, and I was apprehensive. Nothing could be heard except the occasional… — Loren Graham Copy Share Image
“Beacon, beacon, lonesome on a hill— Waves run aground, pound ‘round, what a thrill! Water water everywhere crashes, Shore’s not lazy for… — Mariecor Ruediger Copy Share Image
