Quotes About Night

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

The book of moonlight is not written yet.

We must endure our thoughts all night, until the bright obvious stands motionless in cold.

The stars are putting on their glittering belts, They throw around their shoulders cloaks that flash Like a great shadow's last embellishment

Be the voice of night and Florida in my ear. Use dusky words and dusky images. Darken your speech. Speak, even, as if I did not hear you speaking, But spoke for you perfectly in my thoughts, Conceiving words, As the night conceives the sea-sounds in silence, And out of their droning sibilants makes A serenade.

Freedom is like a man who kills himself Each night, an incessant butcher, whose knife Grows sharp in blood. The armies kill themselves, And in their blood an ancient evil dies— The action of incorrigible tragedy.

We live in an old chaos of the sun, Or old dependency of day and night, Or island solitude, unsponsored, free, Of that wide water, inescapable.

Tuesday night. A delicate, blue night-most gorgeous, golden stars & the air as fresh and as pure as the air of the moon. I have a great affection for moonlight nights somehow & could cry "moon, moon, moon" as fast as the world calls "thief" after a villain. What a treasure house of silver and gold they are—& how lovely the planets look in the heavens—Bah—mere words.

Out of the cradle endlessly rocking,Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,Out of the Ninth-month midnight.

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd,And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night,I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

Press close bare-bosomed night -- press close magnetic nourishing night! Night of south winds! night of the large few stars! Still nodding night! mad naked summer night.

The stars refuse to come closer the way they have other nights. He squints harder. They just shimmer and float farther away.

Slowly, silently, now the moonWalks the night in her silver shoon.

"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveler,Knocking on the moonlit door;And his horse in the silence champed the grassesOf the forest's ferny floor.

The best time to cry is at night, when the lights are out and someone is being beaten up and screaming for help.

The Titanic woke them up. Never again would they be quite so sure of themselves. In technology especially, the disaster was a terrible blow. Here was the "unsinkable ship" -- perhaps man's greatest engineering achievement -- going down the first time it sailed. But it went beyond that. If this supreme achievement was so terribly fragile, what about everything else? If wealth mean so little on this cold April night, did it mean so much the rest of the year?

The clock in the wireless shack said 12:45 A.M. when the Titanic sent the first SOS call in history.

If wealth meant so little on this cold April night, did it mean so much the rest of the year?

There is nothing like the silence and loneliness of night to bring dark shadows over the brightest mind.

Besides, there is no encouragement for ghosts in most of our villages, for, they have scarcely had time to finish their first nap, and turn themselves in their graves, before their surviving friends have travelled away from the neighborhood; so that when they turn out at night to walk their rounds, they have no acquaintance left to call upon.

She rose hastily from her bed, and stepped lightly to the window. A tall figure stood among the shadows of the trees. As it raised its head, a beam of moonlight fell upon the countenance. Heaven and earth ! she beheld the Spectre Bridegroom !

We were incompatible in a lot of ways. Like for example, I was a night person, and he didn't like me.

comparing what you see during an eclipse to the darkness at night is like comparing an ocean to a teardrop.

That's what Alzheimer's does: it's a thief in the night, stealing precious pictures from our lives while we sleep.