Quotes About Dusk

The evening light would concentrate itself into the band of sky over the black jagged peaks of the Hellespontus, brilliant pinks and silvers and violets shading up into dark indigos and bruised blacks, and their voices would soften in that last part of the twilight Michel called entre chien et loup.

Twilight fell, bye and bye, and then the dark shadows of night.

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

It is the Valley of Fear, the Valley of Death. The terror is in the hearts of the people from the dusk to the dawn. Wait, young man, and you will learn for yourself.---Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

It gets late early around here...

It gets late early out there.

Look at the magnificence of love, at this heavenly dusk, wind is singing the song of joy, the sun is kissing the ocean. Saying goodbye for the night, promising to wake her up at the dawn of life, with the touch of his warmth and light.

Insistent birds were chorusing and the sky was smeared pink and blue like Cinderella´s dress as they nodded off.

By the time they got to Denholm Street, day had been beaten back and the night was soaking through the city.

The light at dusk was a low blaze, a brightness.

With sunset came a premonition of beauty: The pre-dusk sky already had so many stars in it. Before he activated the lens, he sat there for a few minutes, staring up at them, at the deep blue of the sky that framed them. At such moments, he felt as if he really did live on the edge of the known world. As if he was alone, in the way he wanted to be alone: when he chose to be and not when the world imposed it on him.

The late-afternoon sun was casting shadows that tip-toed along the walls

Coming home in the almost dark made him feel grown up--a taste of grown-up life. Looking back, that seemed like one of the best parts of being a kid.

How to distinguish hysteria from wisteria, aftermath from ruin? There's no way to separate this evening from its dusk.

La nuit tombait, le jardin n'était plus qu'un grand cercueil d'ombre.

The cricket sang, And set the sun

How a small dusk crawls on the village

The sun has drowned itself in the sea, said Lucy-Ann at last, as it disappeared.

Late afternoon on the West Coast ends with the sky doing all its brilliant stuff.

Each day is a different length of time and that gives a different length to the cusp between light and darkness or darkness and light.

Troops picked at their C rations, filled their canteens, and smoked last cigarettes. At dusk, each soldier tied a white cloth to the back of his helmet so the man behind could follow him in the dark. Engineers marked paths through enemy minefields with white tape or rocks wrapped in toilet paper.

Where the quiet-colored end of evening smiles.

By this time it was after half past three. The winter light was fading. Beyond

Soon the sky began to turn a starlit lavender. Many looked up and admired it, for it was often said that when you are no longer moved by the last stages of dusk in the Mexican desert, it is time to shake the hand of your Maker.