The Count, the invisible providence of this invisible world, alone could give it external life and utter the fiat lux of eternity.
The reasons which she gave made no impression on me; I did not even understand them: the moment of the fiat lux was not yet come.
It needs only a fiat lux of a kind very easily compassed to replace the unnatural by the natural.
The fiat lux was about to be uttered over the chaos of the church, and light to be separated from darkness by the word of God.
The fiat lux of creation is, therefore, in the deep sense of it, fiat anima.
With his “fiat lux” Manet uttered a word of redemption that 122 had hovered upon many lips.
A drop of vinegar in a spoonful of flour paste supplies the fiat lux.