Quotes About Nights

I love the novel as a form, as an adventure of mind and soul. Really, I absolutely love writing them; they consume my days and nights - what can I say? But I am an avid film student, too: I watch a movie every night.

Anfield comes alive on big European nights.

My dad worked nights. When I got home from school I was able to go hang out with my dad and play some golf.

I used to be with Gucci every day. School nights, I was with Gucci going to all the different clubs, going to his video shoots. Just moving around with him is how I met a lot of different artists like 2 Chainz and Shawty Lo and other people I work with now.

Anfield is a unique place to play on European nights.

I needed to entertain myself at home nights... I got a jar of bubbles.

My shoes are an expression of me, how I'm feeling. Some nights I might wear some crazy stuff. Some nights I might be more regular.

We went to Baptist church as a family, and that took up so many nights a week.

LAs more dry, but Im kind of weird in that I like the New York mugginess. I love the hot summer nights to go out.

and why the winter suns so rush to bathe themselves in the sea and what slows down the nights to a long lingering crawl...

Ah, gentle drivers gliding through summer's black nights, what frolics, what twists of lust, you might see from your impeccable highways if Kumfy Kabins were suddenly drained of their pigments and became as transparent as boxes of glass!

come scarlet leaves and falling light this time of year — October-blood runs through the veins of autumn — slowing heartbeat and longer breaths shorter daytimes and chilling nights warm hearts and sanguine thoughts

Clear nights are sometimes the coldest.

Those fields of daisies we landed on, and dusty fields and desert stretches. Memories of many skies and earths beneath us - many days, many nights of stars.

Round, crispy-edged waffles on the DIY cafeteria station at Oberlin College brought me back to life after many sleep-deprived nights.

The concept of time, as it's commonly understood by normal people with normal jobs and normal goddamn lives, doesn't exist on the road. The nights spread out like the dark, godforsaken highways that distinguish them, and the days run together like Thanksgiving dinner smothered in gravy. You never really know where you are or what time it is, and the outside world starts to fade away. It's cool.

The old man remembered it now with dim regret, and remembered such nights when the air was warm as a breath and the moon no dead thing.

Summer was full on and the nights hot. It was like lying in warm syrup there in the dark under the viaduct, in the steady whine of gnats and nightbugs

Life has its sunshine and its rain, sir... its days and its nights... its peaks and its valleys...

July is the high noon of the northern year... firefly nights and corn growing so fast out in Ioway that you can hear its joints pop in the moonlight.

Now had the season returned when the nights grow colder and longer, And the retreating sun the sign of the Scorpion enters...

I have done this before. In other cities, other nights. So often I can repeat each gesture without owning any of them.

That which we call civilization is merely the accumulated debris of a chilling number of bad nights.

The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only the oleanders thrived, their delicate poisonous blooms, their dagger green leaves. We could not sleep in the hot dry nights, my mother and I.