Quotes About Night

Yes, we gave her drugs - we wanted to free her from those sinister clinics up in the hills, from those men in white coats who know best. Bibi needed to soar over our heads, dreaming her amphetamine dreams, coming off the beach in the evening and leading everyone into the cocaine night.

The fate of the home depends on the first night.

Each night ought to have its menu.

Between the daylight gambler and the player at night there is the same difference that lies between a careless husband and the lover swooning under his lady's window.

That's the advantage of insomnia. People who go to be early always complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime. You get a lot done

I was happy. I loved the night, I loved t so much it almost hurt. In the night everything seemed possible. I wasn't sleepy at all.

I held the feeling in my heart; the urge to discuss it died out. There was all the time in the world. In the endless repetition of other nights, other mornings, this moment, too, might become a dream.

In the uncertain ebb and flow of time and emotions, much of one's life history is etched in the senses. And things of no particular importance, or irreplaceable things, can suddenly resurface in a café one winter night.

The night glittered brilliantly then.

El hambre nocturna es un espíritu maligno que actúa independientemente de la personalidad de cada uno.

The only thing I'd understand right from the very beginning was that our love was supported by loneliness. That neither one of us could haul ourselves up out of the deadly numbness we felt when we lay together, so silent, in darkness so isolating it seemed to shine. This was the edge of night.

E' strana la notte: per quelli che si addormentano subito dura solo un attimo, mentre per chi la passa completamente in bianco, diventa così lunga che è come vivere una vita supplementare e sembra quasi un privilegio…

I thought about the complications of what I'd been dealing lately. And then I understood that actually it wasn't just the relationship- I had so much baggage from my chilhood, from before I was born into this world too. I understood that for the first time that night. And I knew it would always be that way, until we die. Even after we're dead.

I was crying for having been left behind in the night, paralyzed by loneliness.

For one thing, I was breathing more easily than I had been even yesterday. I was sick to death at the prospect of more suffocatingly lonely nights. The idea that they would be repeated, that was just how life was, made me shudder with horror. Still, having tasted for myself that moment when I suddenly could breathe easy again made my heart beat faster.

Sì, pensai, forse come nella canzone, questo autunno non tornerà mai più, per l'eternità, e questa notte, passando attraverso i rami secchi e nudi degli alberi, si allontanerà scomparendo nella distanza. E poi di nuovo, sconosciuto e implacabile, verrà l'inverno.

Suspended in the dim light before the window overlooking the magnificent tenth-floor view, the plants breathed softly, resting. By now the rain had stopped, and the atmosphere, sparkling, replete with moisture, refracted the glittering night splendidly.

The night was so deathly silent that I felt I could hear the sound of the stars moving across the heavens.

I silently implored: May the memory of this moment, here, the glowing impression of the two of us facing each other in this warm, bright place, drinking lovely hot tea, help save him, even a little bit. Words, too explicit, always cast a shadow over that faint glow. Outside, night had come. The indigo-colored air was growing colder.

The conversation we just had was like a glimpse of stars through a chink in cloudy sky.

Alleine in einer nächtlichen Küche können einem die Gedanken nämlich für immer stehenbleiben, so ein Ort ist das. Auf keinen Fall sollte man sich lange darin aufhalten. Man darf die Mutter, die Ehefrau, die Tochter nicht dort einschließen. Neben tollen russischen Eintöpfen entstehen hier nämlich auch Mordgelüste und heimliche Alkoholikerinnen. In diesem großartigen Herzen des Hauses.

Era come se tutte le cose che vedevo fossero coperte da un filtro e io non riuscissi a pensare a niente in modo semplice e diretto. Ero stata catturata dal potere di quella notte.

Avrei voluto che arrivasse presto il mattino. Volevo bagnare il mio corpo nella sua luce abbagliante, quella che purifica ogni cosa, come facevo adesso nell'acqua di quel bagno termale. Perché mi rendevo conto che, come succede quando si ha la febbre alta e non si riesce a ricordare la vita normale, per il momento non potevo vivere al di fuori di quella notte.

Ogni notte ha in serbo molte sorprese, e io cerco di non uscirne mai sconfitta, qualsiasi cosa accada [...]