Glow In The Dark Quotes

The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.

It’s a dark culture that we live in. But you were called to glow in the dark.

You’ll hate me,” she said, her arms locked around him because she couldn’t not hold him when he was close. “One day, you’ll hate me.” It was the thing she most feared. Hand fisting in her hair, he pressed his forehead to her own, his eyes night-glow in the dark. “I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.

I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.

Once there was a man who was afraid of his shadow.
Then he met it.
Now he glows in the dark.

I had glow in the dark bands made up and I’ve given away a ton of them.

Even today when I rehearse, I give it everything that I’ve got. If I’m in a performance and the lights go out, I glow in the dark. When you’re working before an audience, you have to make them feel like they can touch you. That’s the dancer within, reaching out.

It’s easy to stand up and say I will destroy ISIS; I will make the sands in the Middle East glow in the dark. Well, that’s fine, but you have to have something to do that with.

My bacteria glow in the dark – no human being doesn’t like that.

I even worry about reflective flea collars. Oh, sure, drivers can see them glow in the dark, but so can the fleas.

Death was in every sell of his body. He gave off a faint, greenish steam of decay. Lee imagined he would glow in the dark.

My wife has to be the worst cook. I don’t believe meatloaf should glow in the dark

I’ll love you until the day after forever.

I don’t know. Just pick one.” “Well, there’s a lot of choice. I mean, you got your flavored, your ridged, your pre-lubed, your thin, your super-ultra-thin, your super-ultra-thin-pre-lubed, your…Huh.” “Huh what?” “Would you look at this?” he asked, examining a small box. “It says it glows in the dark.

My aunt had given me these rosary beads that were glow-in-the-dark. So all of a sudden I look down and they’re glowing, and I’m looking toward the door and thinking, “Oh, my God, I don’t want anything to come though here. I’m not worthy, I’m not ready.” I didn’t want to be one of those kids who sees Our Lady of Fatima.

Everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It’s easy to see without looking too far
That not much is really sacred.