Quotes About Dusk

At sunset we are rattling through the streets of the little town of Cordova.

What is love? It is the morning and the evening star.

Why did dusk and fir-scent and the afterglow of autumnal sunsets make people say absurd things?

Your skin like dawn Mine like dusk. One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a sure beginning. from Passing Time

Here and there a thin beam of light threaded the warm brooding dusk and was filled with slowly moving motes like an attenuate firmament of stars revolving in grave order.

An infiltration of the morning's sun gave the various objects a certain vague structure but in no way dispelled the darkness. Here and there a thin beam of light threaded the warm brooding dusk and was filled with slowly moving motes like an attenuate firmament of stars revolving in grave order. One of these narrow beams lit Fuchsia's forehead and shoulder, and another plucked a note of crimson from her dress.

I looked up through a scatter of fluttering leaves silhouetted against the rosy autumn sunset.

Give glory to the LORD your God before He brings darkness, before your feet stumble on the mountains at dusk. Jeremiah 13:16

the redness had seeped from the day and night was arranging herself around us. Cooling things down, staining and dyeing the evening purple and blue black.

It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I've never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.

Sunset is the saddest light there is

It was the in-between time, before day leaves and night comes, a time I've never been partial to because of the sadness that lingers in the space between going and coming.

One time, they went to the city to stand on the bat bridge at dusk, watching in horrified wonder as thousands of bats swooped into the orange sky. Her mother used to set aside one entire Sunday every April to take a drive into the countryside to look at the bluebonnets. They both found the glorious fields of deep indigo flowers mesmerizing.

But even in this card, as in all cards: transience. The faces in the crowd — faces that will watch the every move of the lordly All-Star in the foreground — have been blurred to something like Monet's lily pads, those hypnotic omens of the inevitable dusk into which we'll all dissolve. All names, even those of the greatest among us, will eventually unravel to silence.

I sit up in the dark drenched in longing. / I am carrying over a thousand names for blue that I didn't have at dusk.

At dusk she switched to gin. Her marrying hour. The hour between the dog and the wolf. It sometimes seemed that dusk came to the island several times a day. Brought in by storms and fog. The change was in the fog. The Devil. Pearl's mother had once told her that she must never be embarrassed to tell another that she had seen the Devil.

It was just before dusk. Then there would be dusk. Then night. Day again. The little deaths – las muertes chiquitas - then the big one. It was all practise.

Dusk falls. There is nothing gentle about the sky.

By the time dusk fell, he was back in his room. The last of the daylight lay like fine ashes on the roof-tops. He did not light his lamp, but sat by the fireplace in the dark, seeking in the far distance of his past some vague memory of a love-affair, some recollection of a friendship, with which to soften the hard tyranny of isolation.

Det fineste av alt vrakgods, er sola som hver dag forsvinner i havet.

Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a loneliness would always claim his heart. He could never quite get a grip on what it was. It just seemed that whatever lay waiting out there was all too vast, too overwhelming for him to possibly ever make a dent in.

At dusk Pierrot found Rose sitting on a bench, facing the river. She was having morbid thoughts. She was descended from people who had come to this great land, killed off its inhabitants and settled in with their treacherous ways. Did you have a right to expect anything from God if you were white and North American ?

Night always comes.

The end came as dusk fell on a gloomy winter day of cold rain.