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“Eureka" can be an answer to a question we have never asked. It can be the articulation of a sudden and unforeseen idea or the expression of a magic moment that throws us into a new world. It acts like a radiant sunbeam that comes out of the blue and illuminates a dim past, opening a new, dynamic horizon. It may even be a trivial but lucky encounter with new friends, who let us be what we are in our imagination: original and undifferentiated. (“Waiting for Eurekaâ€� )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Acknowledge that some moments are just plain awful―desperate and gloomy and painful and miserable and nothing at all but anguish. No truthful, cheerful thought in the world will fix it. So let me cry awhile. Don't try to find a sunbeam where a shroud of darkness encloses me. Let me mourn. Then, after the storm, when the tears have run dry and my eyes choose to open, I will look for your rainbow of hope.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“our life is a coloring book...together we color our world onto the vibrant pages with our radiant hues, saturating and warming our lives with a beauty that's so filled with colorful luminosity, just like sparkling sunbeams shining through a thousand colorful leaves ablaze on autumn trees”
― Bodhi Smith, Bodhi Smith Impressionist Photography

“If you were standing in the path of the beam, you would obviously die pretty quickly. You wouldn't really die of anything, in the traditional sense. You would just stop being biology and start being physics.”
― Randall Munroe

“There is a cosmic river flowing from the Sun to the Earth and to everywhere: The Sunlight, the holiest of the holy rivers! Enemy of Darkness is the best friend of existence! Touch the sunlight with a strong love because light itself made that love possible!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Sometimes, when she was still alive... I used to wonder if she'd stopped loving me. ...I thought I'd done something wrong. I thought, if I could have just been better or more like the warrior she wanted me to be, then she wouldn't have changed like she did. She wouldn't have become..." It was too hard to say. She felt Nightheart pessing against her and was grateful for his warmth.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Mothwing told her firmly.
Sunbeam steadied her breath. "Thank you for telling me." She gazed back gratefully at Mothwing. "It helps, knowing she thought of me."
She wondered if that was true. Everything that had happened with Berryheart still seemed like a bad dream. But it wasn't my fault. Sunbeam lifted her chin and tried to blink away her sadness. I can be sure of that now, can't I?”
― Erin Hunter, Star

“...grief pierced her heart so sharply it took her breath away. Why couldn't Berryheart have felt the same way? Why did she have to be so sure when it hurt so many cats? When it hurt me? She swallowed back the lump rising in her throat. Why wasn't she just happy that I was happy?”
― Erin Hunter, Star