Quotes About Dusk

O can't you see it, O can't you see it,Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon… When the sun goes down.

Dusk, suggesting the almost imperceptible posession of giant trees, settled with a purple haze about the cane. I felt strange, as I always do in Georgia, particularly at dusk. I felt that things unseen to men were tangibly immediate. It would not have surprised me had I had a vision.

Men had always wanted her, this Karintha, even as a child, Karintha carrying beauty, perfect as dusk when the sun goes down.

Do you think that I count the days? There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.

A setting sun still whispers a promise for tomorrow.

You were right about the stars, each one is a setting sun.

The light is amber, the air still; the daylilies have folded in on themselves. Soon, the hooded blue of dusk will fall, followed by the darkness of night and the sky writing of the stars, indecipherable to us mortals, despite our attempts to force narrative upon them.

Now it's dusk, bats swooping and rising along the lawn, against the sea. Would that she could join them-flap wings, fly blind, beat back her foul mood.

Twilight and evening bell,And after that the dark.

The dusk rapidly deepened; the glades grew dark; the crackling of the fire and the wash of little waves along the rocky lake shore were the only sounds audible. The wind had dropped with the sun, and in all that vast world of branches nothing stirred. Any moment, it seemed, the woodland gods, who are to be worshipped in silence and loneliness, might stretch their mighty and terrific outlines among the trees.

The nights are sooner, chillier, the light a little less each time.

The white sky was becoming pearly, and the street lamps suddenly punctured the gloaming.

The sky is already purple; the first few stars have appeared, suddenly, as if someone had thrown a handful of silver across the edge of the world.

having had the gleam taken out of her to the point where she resembles twilight

The robin brushes me at dusk. Our good bones fail. We leave no mark. His voice, she writes, was clear and quiet. I hear him singing in the dark. ("Edward Thomas' Daughter")

That evening the men worked late to finish and I raked the fields in the dusk with Alison, stopping to pick the dog-roses which were like white stars in the hedges, then hastening after my sister. Dumbledores boomed as they struck our dresses, a hedgehog walked in the path, and we could hear the barking of a fox in the wood. Night

Night and morning are making promises to each other which neither will be able to keep.

Everyone has light around them, except for you. You have shadows.

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

Everyone grew silent. It was sunset now, with orange fire burning in the western sky, and shadows falling across all of us.

Gold and orange hues suggested it was nearing sunset. "Beautiful," I murmured. "I agree," Adrian said, and I saw his eyes were on me.

The sun disappeared into the woods and shadows started slinking out from between the trees. short story, Pumpkin

For, looking up, aware I somehow grew, 'Spite of the dusk, the plain had given place All round to mountains - with such name to grace Mere ugly heights and heaps now stolen in view. How thus they had surprised me - solve it, you! How to get from them was no clearer case.

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