Quotes About Night

When I returned home that night with the children, I felt the close, comfortable warmth of the apartment for the first time since the abandonment

Especially at night she was afraid of waking up and finding him formless in the bed, transformed into excrescences that burst out because of too much fluid, the flesh melted and dripping, and with it everything around, the furniture, the entire apartment and she herself, his wife, broken, sucked into that stream polluted by living matter.

To cause pain was a disease. As a child I imagined tiny, almost invisible animals that arrived in the neighborhood at night, they came from the ponds, from the abandoned train cars beyond the embankment, from the stinking grasses called fetienti, from the frogs, the salamanders, the flies, the rocks, the dust, and entered the water and the food and the air, making our mothers, our grandmothers as angry as starving dogs.

But her husband was sleeping, he had fallen asleep as if wrapped in a magic cape.

Penso che la bellezza sia un inganno. [...] Sì. Come il mare in un giorno sereno. O come il cielo di notte. È cipria passata sopra l'orrore. Se la si toglie, restiamo soli con il nostro spavento?

Deseo que de esta oscuridad broten manadas de perros rabiosos, víboras, escorpiones, enormes serpientes marinas. Deseo que mientras estoy aquí sentada, a la orilla del mar, de la noche lleguen asesinos que desgarren mi cuerpo. Sí, sí, que se me castigue por mi inutilidad, que me ocurra lo peor, algo tan devastador que me impida enfrentarme a esta noche, a mañana, a las horas y a los días que vendrán para confirmarme mi constitución inadecuada.

The circle of an empty day is brutal and at night it tightens around your neck like a noose.

I was very, very religious. And of course I wrote about it in 'Night.' I questioned God's silence. So I questioned. I don't have an answer for that. Does it mean that I stopped having faith? No. I have faith, but I question it.

Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed....Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.

Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking and loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning. The tragedy of man is that he doesn't know how to distinguish between day and night. He says things at night that should only be said by day.

Ralph and I returned the movie, Peter's Friends. I had never seen Ralph hate a movie so much that he had to go out in the middle of the night to return it. We kept walking toward the river.

Why do you look like that? You should be happy. A lot of things can happen in an airplane, at night, thirty thousand feet above the ocean.

A low bluish cloudbank was rapidly encroaching over the starry black vault of the sky.

A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out.

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.

as he would a constellation in the sky,

Will you be lighting the lamp, or is it the entire night you expect me to stand here?" the maid asked in a low hiss.

Los labios de Abel estaban fríos como la nieve, pero más allá de los labios encontró el calor del tejido de terciopelo rojo, el tejido sobre la cubierta nocturna de un barco.

Neppure un atomo si moveva, nel silenzio grave della notte.

Mi affretto di dirti che aspetto la luna.

Last night, as I slept, I dreamt- marvelous error!- that it was God I had here inside my heart.

When the I AM THAT I AM made nothing And rested, which rest it certainly deserved, Night now accompanied day, and man Had his friend in the absence of the woman.

always fugitive, always near always concealed, always disdainful always leaving, always untouched always in black, always dreaming always the bitter flower always the night, always concealed always fugitive, always caged always your face always the bitter flower of your lips, always your bed always near, always fleeing always waiting, always waiting always calling to you always the night deepens always the night always fugitive, always near

Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.