Quotes About Evening

Sunday evenings often feel like the weekend is over before it's even begun.

It was always intriguing that flies had two peaks of activity, in the morning and evening, with a siesta during the day and not very much activity at night. There are several ways to explain that, but one possibility was that there were two clocks running - one governing the morning peak and one governing the evening peak.

At the end of the day, my focus will be to make the 'Evening News' as strong from an editorial perspective as it possibly can be.

In the evening I love lighting all my candles. It creates such a beautiful ambiance.

The crowds can be very loud, especially when you're playing in the evening.

In the old parts of Nice, the family tables are out in the cobbled streets so that you can't drive past. They insist you join them at midnight on a hot July evening. So that's just what you do, abandoning the car.

It is a very busy mission: every day has some major goals that we have to get through, but my experience before has been that at least in the evening, you kind of take a deep breath and look around where you are and have some downtime.

This is where the evening splits in half, Henry, love or death. Grab an end, pull hard, and make a wish.

O thou, my gracious evening star.

Parlando, la signora Givings contempló, distratta e affascinata insieme, la semitrasparenza cremisi che il sole morente metteva nel lobo dell'orecchio del marito, trasformando la sua forfora in fuochi infuocati, ma col pensiero stava già pregustando la serata.

The sun was about to set," he told us in a gravelly voice. He swept his hands in a downward motion, apparently to demonstrate how a sunset worked

Early evening. Can you come over? I'll try. We need to celebrate. Should I get champagne and cake ready? Get your bed ready. Wear the black bra. I didn't plan on wearing one.

Der Abend ist mein Buch Der Abend ist mein Buch. Ihm prangen die Deckel purpurn in Damast; ich löse seine goldnen Spangen mit kühlen Händen, ohne Hast. Und lese seine erste Seite, beglückt durch den vertrauten Ton, - und lese leiser seine zweite, und seine dritte träum ich schon.

There are many things that make a man irritable when he arrives home from work in the evening and a sensible wife will usually notice the storm-signals and will leave him alone until he simmers down.

Hey, look at all those cheeky birds still up there on the roof! Let's

If you're not too busy this evening, why don't you bring your soft shoes and your pads over to officers' row and we'll go waltzing Matilda? Say about eight o'clock." "Yes, sir." "That's not an order, that's an invitation. If you really are slowing down

Late in the evening, tired and happy and miles from home, they drew up on a remote common far from habitations, turned the horse loose to graze, and ate their simple supper sitting on the grass by the side of the cart. . . . [The] stars grew fuller and larger all around them, and a yellow moon, appearing suddenly and silently from nowhere in particular, came to keep them company. . . .

Piteous was the sight that greeted us. Aunt Maria was on the seat, in a white evening frock, looking—for an aunt—really quite nice. On the lawn stood an incensed curate

The evening wasn't cold yet... But the air was turning sharp, with a fall feeling of loneliness coming. Something unaccountable pending in the air.

You're not talking to her, Maggie Jones said. You and Raymond don't talk like you should to that girl. Women want to hear some conversation in the evening. We don't think that's too much to ask. We're willing to put up with a lot from you men, but in the evening we want to hear some talking. We want to have a little conversation in the house.

Ojalá recordaras las calles atestadas, con aquel olor a kibbeh frito, y los paseos que dábamos al atardecer con tu madre por la plaza de la Torre del Reloj.

Pân? am ajuns eu în pia??, soarele aproape coborâse în spatele dealurilor, iar amurgul picta cerul în purpuriu È™i roz.

dette drikker kongen av det første han gjør om morgningen og det siste han gjør om kvælden, bare idelig sjampanidrik. (Jul i Åsen, Stridende liv)

And again, the dark street. The dark, dark street. The women out shopping for the evening meal of course, and baby carriage and the silver bicycle were already painted out by the darkness; most of the commuters too were already in place in their filing-drawer houses. A half-forsaken chasm of time ....