Inside, the light looked normal, if less bright than usual.

So I said wouldn't some lights look nice in here?

Glimpse that light, and you're essentially looking back in time.

A light was already in the kitchen, and looked very welcoming!

For one moment a brilliant light burned in him as he looked at me.

The lights looked close, but she couldn't seem to reach them.

He glanced along the street; the lights from that back corner looked far away.

"The lights of the cars look a little like eyes."

When all was over, the lights up, the people clapping, he came to himself and looked at his watch.

The light and the way colors look in other places is fascinating.