Quotes About Twilight

when evening fell and the grey twilight spread its dusky robe upon the waters, she stretched her arms out to the silent river that had known her sorrow and her joy. And the old river had taken her into its gentle arms, and had laid her weary head upon its bosom, and had hushed away the pain.

Noi eravamo come i cavalieri dell'antica leggenda, che veleggiavano lungo un mistico lago verso l'ignoto regno del crepuscolo, verso la sconfinata terra del tramonto. Ma non arrivammo nella terra del tramonto, andammo a finire contro il barchino da pesca sul quale stavano pescando i tre vecchi.

Do you not remember me?" whispered the Dream. "We had long talks together. The morning and the noonday pass. The evening still is ours. The twilight also brings its promise.

Time and tide, he thought. The cycle of life. Ending in this, the last twilight. Before the silence of death. He perceived in this a micro-universe, complete.

First, strangely, the owls had died. At the time it had seemed almost funny, the fat, fluffy white birds lying here and there, in yards and on streets; coming out no earlier than twilight as they had while alive the owls escaped notice.

As darkness was falling at the edge of the Fens, rain started to fall too.

Now she's lit by the warm orange spreading from the horizon as not-quite-day, becomes not-quite-night

We stay this way until twilight colours the window and the hour calls me home

Sometimes she wondered if there could be a limit to these twilight voyages, if some day she would stray too far and there would be no bridge nor bell to bring her home.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Cocorii albi de pe baticul tinerei Inamura zburar? în amurgul care-i mai z?bovea sub pleoape.

They sat on the boarding house porch and saw the sun plunge into the same crack in the earth from which the night emerged.

Solan is descending in the sky...

Sky glowing dull pink. Simmer dim, as the Shetlanders called

The door closed, and he was gone into the twilight of early evening like an afterthought.

It is closing time in the gardens of the West.

As nightfall does not come at once, neither does oppression. In both instances, there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged, and it is in such a twilight that we all must be most aware of change in the air - however slight - lest we become unwitting victims of darkness.

So what 'Twilight' does is show how women/girls can drive box office and they can support a tent pole movie. They're an extremely passionate fan base. This coincided with the 13 year old boys starting to stay home and play video games and work on their home media stuff. They're no longer going to theaters in droves.

We're doing the Twyla, not Twilight, so stop sucking!

The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sea-birds Flash the white caps of the sea.

The mirror is the mother dew, the book of desiccated twilights, echo become flesh.

Yet in the blood of man there is a tide, an old sea-current rather, that is somehow akin to the twilight, which brings him rumours of beauty from however far away, as driftwood is found at sea from islands not yet discovered: and this spring-tide or current that visits the blood of man comes from the fabulous quarter of his lineage, from the legendary, the old; it takes him out to the woodlands, out to the hills; he listens to ancient song.

He felt surreal, as if suspended in a dreamscape between day and night as he chased time westward.

Night wasn't so much falling as sharpening its claws.