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Quotes About Evening

I love pairing evening gowns with hair tied up, like a boho updo or a curly chignon.
~ Kirti Kulhari
And so to bed.
~ Samuel Pepys
Do you follow the wrestling? Most people think it's illegal, but you can watch it there. Ruby and Python are on display this evening.
~ Samuel R. Delany
This parched evening seasons the night with remembrances of rain.
~ Samuel R. Delany
Ever trying to get us to behave, he banned all alcohol from the green room and was exasperated one evening when, ten minutes before the show, we all had to be extracted from the pub next door.
~ Sandi Toksvig
To relieve ourselves of open-ended narrative, we read into the winter stars all evening. There are just stars and stars and stars.
~ Sandra Lim
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars
~ Sappho
You are, I think, an evening star, of all the stars, the fairest…
~ Sappho
Evening Star who gathers everything shining dawn scattered – you bring the sheep and the goats, you bring the child back to its mother. Most beautiful of all the stars
~ Sappho
pulling my leg. Well, don't stay alone here too late
~ Sara Paretsky
Evening: New York Blue dust of evening over my city, Over the ocean of roofs and the tall towers Where the window-lights, myriads and myriads, Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.
~ Sara Teasdale
Time is purple / Just before night.
~ Mary O'Neill
In the evening he went to the cinema to see "The Lord of the Rings", which he had never before had time to see. He thought that orcs, unlike human beings, were simple and uncomplicated creatures.
~ Steig Larsson
In spite of the Depression, or maybe because of it, folks were hungry for a good time, and an evening of dancing seemed a good way to have it.
~ Lawrence Welk
There were weekends and evening hours. A lot of time went in to defend what proved to be a deceitful action.
~ F. Thomson Leighton
O, the sweet, sweet twilight just before the time of rest, When the black clouds are driven away, and the stormy winds suppressed.
~ Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
she can remember everyone admiring a rare kind of evening they spoke of as something they ought to save from oblivion to describe to their children later. And that for her part she would have had it hidden, had that late summer evening buried and burned to ashes.
~ Marguerite Duras
Yes, she can remember everyone admiring a rare kind of evening they spoke of as something the ought to save from oblivion to describe to their children later. And that for her part she would have had it hidden, had that late summer evening buried and burned to ashes.
~ Marguerite Duras
Con frecuencia, al terminar el trabajo, a uno le asalta el recuerdo de la más grande de las injusticias. Hablo de lo cotidiano de la vida. No es por la mañana, es al atardecer cuando eso invade las casas, nos invade a nosotros. Y si no se es así, no se es absolutamente nada. Se es: nada. Y siempre en todos los casos de todos los pueblos, se sabe.
~ Marguerite Duras
Comme le voyageur qui navigue entre les îles de l'Archipel voit la buée lumineuse se lever vers le soir, et découvre peu à peu la ligne du rivage, je commence à apercevoir le profil de ma mort.
~ Marguerite Yourcenar
My husband's disappeared. He got in from work, propped his briefcase against the wall and asked me if I'd bought any bread. It must have been around half past seven.
~ Marie Darrieussecq
Evening was her special time of day. She gave the world three syllables and indeed I think she liked it so well for its tendency to smooth, to soften. She seemed to dislike the disequilibrium of counterpoising a roomful of light against a worldful of darkness. Sylvie in a house was more or less like a mermaid in a ship's cabin. She preferred it sunk in the very element it was meant to exclude.
~ Marilynne Robinson
And she would feel that sharp loneliness she had felt every long evening since she was a child. It was the kind of loneliness that made clocks seem slow and loud and made voices sound like voices across water. Old women she had known, first her grandmother and then her mother, rocked on their porches in the evenings and sang sad songs, and did not wish to be spoken to.
~ Marilynne Robinson
To play catch on an evening, to smell the river, to hear the train pass. These little towns were once the bold ramparts meant to shelter just such peace.
~ Marilynne Robinson