Candlelight Quotes

“This ambiance of candlelight reminds of nights that traveled its way, in entangled embrace of yours and mine.”
― Suman Pokhrel, मलाई जिन्दगी नै दुख्दछ [Malai Zindagi Nai Dukhdachha]

“You should regard each meeting with a friend as a sitting he is unwillingly giving you for a portrait - a portrait that, probably, when you or he die, will still be unfinished. And, though this is an absorbing pursuit, nevertheless, the painters are apt to end pessimists. For however handsome and merry may be the face, however rich may be the background, in the first rough sketch of each portrait, yet with every added stroke of the brush, with every tiny readjustment of the "values," with every modification of the chiaroscuro, the eyes looking out at you grow more disquieting. And, finally, it is your own face that you are staring at in terror, as in a mirror by candlelight, when all the house is still.”
― Hope Mirrlees, Lud-in-the-Mist

“What distinguishes candle from other lights is that it appeals to our soul, not our eyes!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“She had only a candle's light to see by, but candlelight never did badly by any woman.”
― John Fowles, The French Lieutenant’s Woman

“Light the candle of love. Spread the rays of happiness in every direction in every breath.”
― Amit Ray, Walking the Path of Compassion

“We give meaning to life based on our point of view. Only wisdom, like the light of the candle, can bring us a complete view of existence. The key to wisdom is doubt! If you doubted a little, you would definitely be less arrogant.”
― Marjane Satrapi, Chicken with Plums

“Every candle deserves great respect because they light us by burning their bodies and destroying themselves!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“We think that the time machine was not invented, but the candle is actually a time machine! Light a candle and get out of the moment you are in, travel to other times!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Their wedding night was in all truth a thing of beauty: the splendor of the celebrations, the hushed intimacy of a private walk under the cryptic light of a large moon, the unexpected delight discovered in the reflection of a candle's flicker in a decanter of aged wine, finally the silent weeping in each other's arms through a night that seemed infinite in its innumerable dimensions.”
― Robert Coover, Pricksongs and Descants

“Sometimes the candle dreams of a strong wind, so that it does not melt completely!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“The first one to bed always lit the candle, and the last one turned out the lamp....The tradition had seen them through quite a bit by now, and Rebecca had come to love the candlelight, not only because it meant that Mike loved to see her just the way she was, which was incredibly liberating once you began to actually believe it, but also because the light just felt holy to her. It made the end of the day into a kind of prayer, whether they made love or just lay in each other's arms and chewed over the day's portion of craziness; and there was that beautiful little puff of "Amen" when they blew the candle out and settled into sleep.”
― Tim Farrington, The Monk Upstairs

“What does it mean to be a candle? It means challenging the darkness even though you know you will die!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“When the candle burns, we are happy with the light it gives; but when we look at the melting, dying candle, we become unhappy! Maybe it's because we also see ourselves as a poor candle melting in the face of time!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Candlelight is one of the most popular symbols of romance. ~ Herbalist Tracie”
― Herbalist Tracie

“The garden shimmered with candlelight from dozens of sweetly scented beeswax tapers set around to illuminate the space. In the center stood her painting table, now neatly draped in a crisp, white linen tablecloth and laid with her best china, crystal and silver.
More lighted candles were arranged on the table, a small vase of flowers set in the middle, tender petals of red, pink and ivory adding a pleasing burst of color. More color glowed in the sky, sunset turning the horizon a glorious golden apricot.”
― Tracy Anne Warren, Seduced by His Touch

“The stars, like candlelights of the angels, chose not to hide that night, and watched over our uncertain sleep.”
― -Milan Sime Martinic, Ironway: Watching Over Benjamin Hill -

“There were lights in the nave but they could do no more than splash pools of gold here and there, they could not illumine the shadows above or the dim unlighted chantries and half-seen tombs. The great pillars soared into darkness and the aisles narrowed to twilight. Candles twinkled in the choir and the high altar with its flowers was ablaze with them, but all the myriad flames were no more than seed pearls embroidered on a dark cloak.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, The Dean's Watch

“While reading a book by candlelight, the flickering candle flame dances on the words of the book, and the story of the book seems to come alive and come to the dimension we are in!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Just before six, Bee pulled three wineglasses out of the cabinet and uncorked the bottle of white that Greg had selected for us.
"Light the candles, dear, will you please?"
I reached for the matches and thought about the dinners at Bee's house during my childhood. Bee never served a meal without candles. "A proper supper requires candlelight," she'd told my sister and me years ago. I though it was elegant and exciting, and when I asked my mom if we could start the same tradition at home, she said no. "Candles are for birthday parties," she said, "and those only come once a year.”
― Sarah Jio, The Violets of March

“Lana intertwined her fingers through his. “That’s all we can ever do. Try,” she responded, her voice hushed. “Try to hold on to those moments that flicker like candlelight with the people we care about. You and I both know they don’t always last.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Forged Futures

“The darkness occupying the night is not going to remove itself from the nighttime. So what benefits your existence, as a candle, if you are a light that moves itself out of the darkness? Is it not the destiny of the candle to be unafraid of the night?”
― C. JoyBell C.

“I had never wondered where he slept, but now I half expected a dark cavern with a bloodied altar for a bed. Instead it was a crimson mirror of my room: red-and-black tapestries instead of pale wallpaper; red-and-gold damask bed curtains instead of lace; and supporting the canopy were not caryatids but eagles, cast from a slick black metal that glittered in the candlelight. All around the edges of the room burned row upon row of candles, casting golden light in every direction so that shadow barely existed.”
― Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty

“Leadership is like candlelight. It helps bring forth light in the darkness.”
― Gift Gugu Mona, The Effective Leadership Prototype for a Modern Day Leader

“If you melt while looking at a melting candle, then you are a true romantic!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Even when thousands of candles come together, the surrounding is not illuminated extraordinarily, but next to this dimness, a great spiritual light and a great wave of hope are created!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Above the snap and pop of the fire, the wind howled, prowling around the inn, snooping at the windows and whining at the door. The candle flames quivered in the draft, melting the wax into strange shapes.”
― Mary Downing Hahn, Look for Me by Moonlight

“The stewards of Honeywell House had really outdone themselves with the decorations. As with the rehearsal dinner, everything was lit by candlelight. Delicate crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, light danced from the brass sconces on the walls, and there were pillars holding bowls of water with small tealight candles floating on the top in the shape of water lilies. It was like a set from one of those Nancy Meyers movies his mums had made him watch growing up.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Best Hex Ever

“Aquí todo respira, un contacto perdido se restablece; la música ayuda, el vodka, la amistad… Esas sombras en la cornisa; la habitación tiene pulmones, algo que late. Si, la electricidad es eleática, nos ha petrificado las sombras.”
― Julio Cortázar, Rayuela

“Each Christmas my parents would light candles for the table, flames that softened the twinkling pink lights of the tree and infused the air with the smell of beeswax. As the candles burned low into the late afternoon, their shadows hid the gaudy paper crowns and detritus of Christmas crackers that lay torn, their snaps exploded. The flames made everyone's eyes sparkle, the sugar crystals on the fruit jellies glisten and the edges of the room dim and more interesting. By five o'clock, instead of a scene of brightly colored carnage, it was like peering at a fairy-tale world through a piece of golden gauze.”
― Nigel Slater, A Thousand Feasts: Small Moments of Joy… A Memoir of Sorts

“Does a tiny candle want to be a huge torch? It doesn't, because if it were a torch, it wouldn't be at a fine dinner table with red wine and in magnificent candlesticks; it wouldn't be on the desk of a writer working passionately in the mysterious darkness of night; it wouldn't be next to the flowered statues of a temple! The tiny candle wouldn't want to abandon all these small beauties and become a huge torch!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan