Quotes About Night

From this distance, in the dimness, the model looked surreal, made up of parts filled with buildings, bordered by long stretches of empty space. It reminded me of the way cities and towns look when you are flying at night. You can't make out much. But the places where people have come together, and stayed, are collections of tiny lights, breaking up the darkness.

That was one of the things about the night. Stuff that would be weird in the bright light of day just wasn't so much once you passed a certain hour. It was like the dark just evened it all out somehow.

From up above, in a plane passing over, you'd just see one little light in all this dark, with no idea of the lives that were being lived within it, and in the house beside, and beside that one. So much happening in the world, night and day, hour by hour. It was no wonder we were meant to sleep, if only to check out of it for a little while.

It was Isabel's main accessory as she dashed in late to work, always with two or three CDs, usually new, tucked under her arm. At night, when I crawled out on my rooftop, it was what I heard first

It's been a long night. Aren't they all.

It's been a long night. Aren't they all.

Everything seemed bright and different after so long in the darkness. Even though most of the businesses were closed, there was one neon sign lit in the window of a narrow storefront. COFFEE AND PIE, it read. Two bikes were parked just outside. On the boardwalk, in the thrown light of the neon sign, his head dipped down as I pulled my fingers through his hair. The night still in progress, with daylight hours away.

Yo sabía que tenía muchos defectos, e incluso más secretos. Pero no quería estar sola. Ni a las dos de la mañana, ni ahora.

It seemed amazing to me that one night could hold so much, from a merry-go-round to a Pop-Tart with frosting to the most beautiful singing I'd ever heard.

It wasn't morning. The room was dark, with the moon big and yellow and hanging just where I'd left it in the corner of the window.

I'm hungry. Do you have any Cheetos?" "Cheetos?" I screech. "We've somehow been transported from our basement to a forest in the middle of the night, and you're thinking about Cheetos?

You know, Penny says, it would make sense to move movie night to Friday night permanently, don't you think? It'll be Penny, Robin, Abby, and Frankie movie night. She grins. We'll call it PRAFM!

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Though my soul may set in darkness It shall rise in perfect light I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night

You never have to change anything you get up in the middle of the night to write.

What do we do when it gets dark?

was fogged by their combined breath, the night seemed to grow colder and more mysterious, with only the brightest stars burning pinpricks in the aurora.

That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.

The man was allergic to sleep.

Suddenly a pair of searchlights lanced out from the frigate. They swept across the dark expanse - bright knives slicing the night into pieces.

Around the outskirts of the city, cut off from town by the black oval of the river, everything was in darkness. Everyone ugly was in bed by now.

There dwells a life in every star; With brother spheres it rolls afar Its self-elected, radiant way. Still throb within the great earth-ball The forces which conduct us all From day to night, from night to day. - - - GER: Das Leben wohnt in jedem Sterne: Er wandelt mit den andern gerne Die selbsterwählte reine Bahn; Im innern Erdenball pulsieren Die Kräfte, die zur Nacht uns führen Und wieder zu dem Tag heran. Zahme Xenien VI.

The best part of such noble liquor, No less than gold and jewelry, By preference dwells in night and gloom. The wise man searches tirelessly; 5200 To see by daylight, that's child's play, But where it's dark, there mysteries have their home.

After the play, he counts on playing cards, and he on a wild night in some girl's arms - why, in a cause like this, must you poor fools so sorely try the Muses' kindness