Quotes About Dusk

Melancholy is a twilight. Suffering melts into it in sombre joy.

from the Usko Remarroth, where it was ever twilight—blue.

And indeed, as night drew on the sky like a bodice, lacing it with the last beams of sunlight,

Come. For the sun has crept down in its cave; its warm red breath has blown away.

It got late, very early.

the sun, which had been slipping into the far-off waterline of the horizon, took the last few degrees of its plunge and disappeared with tropical suddenness, leaving them only the fading blue of the sky.

One time as dusk slipped into dark, I stood upon a stubble-hill, And saw the stars come floating in Like chaff blown from a mill. And when the dark slipped into night, I saw chaff on the plain below. (The lights of a city smouldered there In phosphorescent glow.) The plain I knew, the sky I knew, But then I wondered in dismay Which were the stars, and which the lights… And I asked the night away.

Who abdicated ambush And went the way of dusk, And now, against his subtle name, There stands an asterisk As confident of him as we; Impregnable we are – The whole of Immortality Secreted in a star.

It was the hour when darkness begins, when the sounds of the night begin.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.

We would go to the football pitch near my estate and play until it was dark.

In our neighborhood we used to hold major football sessions that went on until it got dark, with everyone playing against each other.

I an not tired, but the night is coming.

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

All was dim, yet intense too, as if the scarf which the dusk had flung over the garden were torn asunder by star or sword - the flash of some terrible reality leaping, as its way is, out of the heart of the spring. For youth -

The accumulation of consecutive rooms in his memory now resembled those displays of grouped elbow chairs on show, and beds, and lamps, and inglebooks which, ignoring all space-time distinctions, commingle in the soft light of a furniture store beyond which it snows, and the dusk deepens, and nobody really loves anybody.

The Goldsworth castle became particularly solitary after that turning point at dusk which resembles so much the nightfall of the mind. Stealthy

Day ends The sun is waning Sailing out across the sea Night falls The shadows come But I've another sun in me.

The heavens closed, and the people began to spill out into the October twilight.

The bright day is done and we are for the dark.

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