Quotes About Evening

One of the most overwhelming things about dating is imagining going on an entire dinner date for an evening with someone you don't even know you have chemistry with yet.

Ambitious of vision and swooping of camera, 'I, Frankenstein' is no 'I, Robot,' let alone 'I, Claudius,' but it's definitely watchable on a cold Jan. evening or, a few months from now, on your I, Pad.

We had not seen any natives for many days, but a few passed the camp on the opposite side of the river on the evening of the 25th. They would not, however, come to us; but fled into the interior in great apparent alarm.

It was hard to imagine that anything terrible could happen on such a fine spring evening, but the activity around the little terrace house in Armley indicated that evil made no allowances for the weather.

I brought her flowers one dusky Tuesday evening when the light was perfect. I pointed out the irony of that romantic old tradition— the severed genitalia of another species, offered as a precopulatory bribe—and then I recited my story just as we were about to fuck. To this day, I still don't know what went wrong.

The news that Richard had been identified as the Night Stalker hit El Paso like an atomic bomb. At 11:15 Friday evening, Joseph and Sofia were

And you are pieced together bit by bit Set against the evening Lovely and glowing, like a chain of gold. — Philip Larkin, from "(A Study in Light and Dark)," The Complete Poems of Philip Larkin , ed. Archie Burnett (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2012)

Alone now, in my dark room, The pebbles cease to drop into the rocking pool And gradually the surface quietens Reflecting image of darkest peace and silence. No questions catch the clothes But only as it were a spreading Draws all threads to their finished pattern And you are pieced together bit by bit Set against the evening Lovely and glowing, like a chain of gold from "(A Study in Light and Dark)

C'est pas toujours facile, le soir, d'entrer dans une chambre et de s'asseoir au bord du lit pour défaire tranquillement ses lacets et ensuite se glisser dans les draps et regarder le plafond d'un coeur léger.

Si tu as pour moi un peu d'affection, cela me suffit / Car rien n'est plus fort que ce qui est vrai ; / Mais le soir est tombé et je suis terrifié de ne pas te voir. [95]

Sweetheart, come see if the roseWhich at morning began to uncloseIts damask gown to the sunHas not lost, now the day is done,The folds of its damasked gownAnd its colors so like your own.

When I was a junior, boys were allowed to come visit me at the house. We could sit on the porch until about 8 o'clock at night; that's when it started getting dark. That was it.

The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.

them. They are the highest reality….The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.

How quickly darkness falls.

Laat op de avond, als het verkeer op de snelweg eindelijk bedaarde, leken de dennen achter het woonhuis waarachtig te fluisteren.

The sky slowly pulled up its blue dress to reveal night.

Later that year, when snow started to hide the front steps, when morning became evening as I sat on the sofa, buried under everything I'd lost, I made a fire and used my laughter for kindling: Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!

Era aproximativ ora patru dupa-amiaza si temperatura incepea sa fie rece. Vantul facea primele zgomote de noapte.

Money is abstract, I said over and over, money is future time. It can be an evening just outside the city, or a Brahms melody, or maps, or chess, or coffee….

En busca de la tarde fui apurando en vano las calles. Ya estaban los zaguanes entorpecidos de sombra.

I remember him (I have no right to utter this sacred verb, only one man on earth had that right and he is dead) with a dark passion flower in hand, seeing it as no one has ever seen it, though he might look at it from the twilight of dawn til that of evening, a whole lifetime.

But when it gets dark, I'm off the hook. The day is officially rolled up and put away. I'm free to watch movies or stare at the wall, no longer holding myself accountable for what I might or might not have gotten done because the time for getting something done is over until tomorrow.

inhales. Digby feels the first stirrings of hunger. By such subtle signs, like an orchestra tuning up, the daily event that is central to life on the Coromandel Coast announces itself: the evening breeze. The