Quotes About Twilight

I am the far-seen mountain Before thee towering high, Where, peak beyond peak reaching, Rise others such as I. Our dark-blue robes at twilight We draw about our forms; Ours is the boundless quiet That dwells above the storms.

He loved the twilight that surrounds The border-land of old romance; Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance, And banner waves, and trumpet sounds, And ladies ride with hawk on wrist, And mighty warriors sweep along, Magnified by the purple mist, The dusk of centuries and of song.

Between the dark and the daylight,When the night is beginning to lower,Comes a pause in the day's occupations,That is known as the Children's Hour.

Age is opportunity no less, Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away, The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

Laughter is day, and sobriety is night a smile is the twilight that hovers gently between both, more bewitching than either.

At twilight the earth was darker than the sky, and it was difficult to see if any of Romero's sheep or goats were grazing along the edge of the pavement. The tourist traffic on Highway 66 was gone now, and Tayo imagined white people eating their mashed potatoes and gravy in some steamy Grants café.

Light was leaking out of the sky, and the fun was leaking out of the afternoon.

In 'Twilight,' you're setting up the world. You're introducing the world, and I was also writing in a vacuum because I didn't know who the actors were going to be. Now you're going to 'New Moon' and 'Eclipse,' and I could write specifically to them in my mind. So it becomes a more comfortable world.

I think going into 'New Moon,' I knew the characters better. I knew the world better and I knew the actors who would be playing these roles. I had a sense of their rhythms and tones. 'Twilight' I was writing in a vacuum. We hadn't cast it yet.

Mother believed that I should have an enormous amount of sleep, and so I was never really tired when I went to bed. This was the best time of day, when I could lie in the vague twilight, drifting off to sleep, making up dreams inside my head the way they should go.

The night has already turned on that imperceptible pivot where two a.m. changes to six a.m.

a sad pulse beat in the darkness. The phone had rung just as the sky began

The sun's last finger let go of the pine up there. The sun fell behind the hills. A few drops of blood splashed the sky. Night washed them out with her grey hand.

Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.

I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train...

The evening shadows made my home look as if it were dying.

Nothing can be as peaceful and endless as a long winter darkness, going on and on, like living in a tunnel where the dark sometimes deepens into night and sometimes eases to twilight, you're screened from everything, protected, even more alone than usual.

Kocham granice. Sierpie? jest granic? mi?dzy latem a jesieni?; to najpi?kniejszy miesi?c, jaki znam. Zmierzch jest granic? mi?dzy dniem i noc?, a brzeg jest granic? pomi?dzy morzem a l?dem. Granica jest t?sknot?: kiedy oboje s? zakochani, ale wci?? nie wypowiedzieli ani s?owa. Granic? jest bycie w drodze.

I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing: when both have fallen in love but still haven't said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.

It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready to begin. There are no stars yet, just darkness.

the blue hours between three and five

Have you ever noticed there's no twilight in Africa? [...] It must affect the way the psyche develops. I think it makes people here stronger. No gentle twilight to ease them into the darkness. Maybe it's twilight that makes Westerners so sentimental. They can sit on their porches and watch day recede as night approaches. It gives them time to consider what they're going to lose. It's like dying slowly versus being shot.

The sun was just starting to sink below the trees.

No form of art goes beyond ordinary consciousness as film does, straight to our emotions, deep into the twilight room of the soul.