Quotes About Afternoon

A carnival in daylight is an unfinished beast, anyway. Rain makes it a ghost. The wheezing music from the empty, motionless rides in a soggy, rained-out afternoon midway always hit my chest with a sweet ache. The colored dance of the lights in the seeping air flashed the puddles in the sawdust with an oily glamour.

Ma in un pomeriggio di agosto alla pineta ci tornò con un branco di tacchini cercando ombra, e ci trovò l'amore

he has bushy blond eyebrows and a voice that makes her think of damask. One afternoon a week or so after New Year's, Daniel and Maya are reading on the floor of the bookstore when she turns to him and says, "Uncle Daniel, I have a question. Don't you ever go to work?" "I'm working right now, Maya," Daniel says. She takes off her glasses and wipes them on her shirt. "You don't look like you're working. You look

of damask. One afternoon

Good afternoon, Sir. Shall I fetch the medical kit?" "Ah, no thanks, old boy. bit of a row. Do me a favour, if the constable comes knocking, tell him I was here all morning will you?" "Killed someone again, did we?" "Never before luncheon, Dodsley. It's still early yet.

It was more or less late afternoon and I came over a hilltop and smack in front of me was the sunset.

My teen-beat afternoon clarified everything for me. I had to get back to where I was who I was, a son of New Jersey, gunslinger, bar band king, small-town local hero, big fish in a little pond and breadwinner. Right

He said no; only upon one memorable occasion. It was after a great feast given by his father the king on the gaining of a great battle wherein fifty of the enemy had been killed by about two o'clock in the afternoon, and all cooked and eaten that very evening.

I was thunderstruck. For an instant I stood like the man who, pipe in mouth, was killed one cloudless afternoon long ago in Virginia, by a summer lightning; at his own warm open window he was killed, and remained leaning out there upon the dreamy afternoon, till some one touched him, when he fell.

Now time, afternoon time, which in the Midi is as elemental as air and light, expanded and rolled billowingly outwards across the rest of the day, and upwards to the vaults of the cobalt sky, freeing everyone in its delicious sprawl from their obligations.

Everyone believed that to be caught out in a shameful moment when neck muscles relax and the head snaps forward might damage career prospects. But believing was not quite enough. Heavy eyelids in the late afternoon had their own logic, their own peculiar weight.

Even if Scrabble had been invented then, I wouldn't have wanted to play Scrabble, because the highest triple word score in the world would not have expressed how much I liked the game Natalie and I played every afternoon.

If you've got some news that you don't want to get noticed, put it out Friday afternoon 4:00 pm.

Bobby should be coherent by this afternoon. He'd enjoy a visit." "The sheriff doesn't talk to us," Dayan said. "Oh, he will, I think. Just tell him that if he doesn't, Linda Real has some photos of him that she'll let you have.

My dental hygienist is cute. Every time I visit, I eat a whole package of Oreo cookies while waiting in the lobby. Sometimes she has to cancel the rest of the afternoon's appointments.

Now the light is rich and full and constant, bathing the fields, the garden, the gathering of friends. Here is a single afternoon in the lives that lie ahead. Two of these people are lovers, and one is expecting a child. Two of these people love one another, and are celibate. The air is so still, so still. These moments are perfect. No one speaks.

They knew there was a possibility the agent had sold them out to the militants, and so they knew there was a possibility this was the final afternoon of their lives.

At four in the afternoon the old moon bleeds radiance into the grey sky.

And then one afternoon it began to snow. Snow dusted the lawn in front of my cottage; dusted the bare branches of the trees; outlined disregarded things, outlined the empty, old-looking buildings around the lawn that I hadn't yet paid attention to or fully taken in; so that piece by piece, while I considered the falling snow, a rough picture of my setting built up around me.

Passers-by, Out of your many faces Flash memories to me Now at the day end Away from the sidewalks Where your shoe soles traveled And your voices rose and blent To form the city's afternoon roar Hindering an old silence.

8819Passers-by, Out of your many faces Flash memories to me Now at the day end Away from the sidewalks Where your shoe soles traveled And your voices rose and blent To form the city's afternoon roar Hindering an old silence.

That afternoon the sky was scattered with black clouds galloping in from the sea and clustering over the city. Flashes of lightening echoed on the horizon and a charged warm wind smelling of dust announced a powerful summer storm. When I reached the station I noticed the first few drops, shiny and heavy, like coins falling from heaven...Night seemed to fall suddenly, interrupted only by the lightning now bursting over the city, leaving a trail of noise and fury.

Halfway through the afternoon the sun appeared from behind the blanket of clouds left by the storm. The shining streets were transformed into mirrors, on which pedestrians walked, reflecting the amber of the sky.

It was a beautiful blue afternoon, and as the day cooled, the port was coming to life. Venus' breath had whipped up the sea beyond the river mouth and it was a deep sapphire colour. The sails of the ships moving to and fro on the water made triangles of white and yellow against the blue.