Quotes About Night

Los zorros del desierto de Sechura aúllan como demonios cuando llega la noche; ¿sabes por qué?: para quebrar el silencio que los aterroriza»

No saber la hora lo angustió de nuevo. A veces lo olvidaba, pero la menor inquietud, duda, zozobra, hacía que la punzante ansiedad de no saber en qué momento del día o de la noche se hallaba le produjera hielo en el corazón, la sensación de haber sido expulsado del tiempo, de vivir en un limbo donde no existían el antes, el ahora ni el después

Ma, molto dopo, prima di cadere addormentata, con le sue braccia attorno al mio collo e le labbra incollate alle mie, mi sussurrò: La tua letterina da Alessandria l'ho letta dieci volte, almeno. Dormivo assieme a lei tutte le notti, la tenevo stretta in mezzo alle gambe.

It's funny how the night that changes your life forever starts out like all the others.

Women of Manhattan, magnificent as they were, they forgot sometimes they weren't immortal. They could throw themselves like confetti into a fun-filled Friday night, with no thought as to what crack they fell into by Saturday.

somewhere, nearby voices filled with dusk, cabs and panhandlers and one drunken girl screeching like a wounded bird - all of it flushed with a warmth and sad beauty I'd never noticed before.

It's funny how the night that changes your life forever starts out like all the others.

We were up the whole night just talking, walking the city. You can walk those blocks forever, take a break on the edge of the fountain, eat pizza and snow cones, awed by the human carnival all around you.

Night brings good counsel, my grandmother always told me.

Local recruits made regular night trips past villages on the city's outskirts just to make guard dogs bark, which became such a nightly occurrence that few paid attention to it anymore—either that or the dogs would grow so accustomed they no longer stirred.

like when you wake up at night, and the only sounds you hear are the sounds inside your head.

Because time is only the relationship between the way different things change, like the earth going round the sun and atoms vibrating and clocks ticking and day and night and waking up and going to sleep

When finally the sky grew ink-black, the trees were visible only as their swaying branches blotted out the stars that crossed in blazing showers, as sometimes they do. The language of the stars, seldom read and heeded less, told beautifully and in silence of all the victories that had ever been won and all the defeats ever suffered. In uncountable lines of light across the widest sphere, the stars spoke of everything notable even down to a leaf blowing rhythmically in the wind.

Off Castle Garden, a mile to the southeast, near the western edge of Governors Island, a ship lay resting through a foggy spring night before the long and arduous trip back to the old world—whether Riga, Naples, or Constantinople is not certain.

Having read Lermontov and other Russians, and having stayed up until four in the morning, Alessandro found himself making declarations such as, All I desire is one night with you, after which I will quickly cause myself to be disemboweled.

I was dead and drowned. I lay on the bottom of the fishhouse creek looking up at the night sky through a low tide. I could make out amber lights of stars and the moon dulled by the peat water of the creek. I was a carcass comfortable in the cool shifting underwater eddies.

And now to sleep, to dream...perchance to fart.

the difference between the stuff here, and the indifferently poured swill you get where you come from, is like night and day. One is beer, the other, angels sing celestial trombones.

Mas eu não conseguia deixar de me sentir um pouquinho decepcionado com as coisas do jeito que eram naquela época. Nada contra o que lutar de verdade. Tudo era fácil como tirar doce de criança. Mas a noite ainda era mesmo uma criança.

Trying to get some sleep so I'd be rested for school the next day while people were having sex on the couch and shooting cocaine and cranking the stereo was definitely not a mundane reality.

Later that night mutual approval took physical expression.

The night was bright with stars, but there was no moon in the heavens, and the gloom of the ivy-coloured church tower was complete. But all the outlines of the place were so well known to him that he could trace them all in the dim light.

In a strange gentleman's bedroom!" he continued. "It only shows that what I have always said is quite true. You should never go to bed in a strange house without locking your door.

Particularly if I could drive it myself. Silverbridge does, at night, when he thinks people won't see him." "Drive the cab in the streets! What does he do with his man?" "Puts him inside. He was out once without the man and took up a fare, — an old woman, he said. And when she was going to pay him he touched his hat and said he never took money from ladies.