Quotes About Night

Is there a better method of departure by night than this quiet bon voyage with an open book, the sole companion who has come to see you off, to wave you into the dark waters beyond language?

In a while, one of us will go up to bed and the other one will follow. Then we will slip below the surface of the night into miles of water, drifting down and down to the dark, soundless bottom until the weight of dreams pulls us lower still, below the shale and layered rock, beneath the strata of hunger and pleasure, into the broken bones of the earth itself, into the marrow of the only place we know.

my father) would say nothing, And I could not find a silence Among the one hundred Chinese silences That would fit the one he created Even though I was the one Who had just made up the business Of the one hundred Chinese silences- The Silence of the Night Boat. And the Silence of the Lotus, Cousin to the Silence of the Temple Bell Only deeper and softer…

This is the beginning. Almost anything can happen. This is your first night with her, your first night without her. This is the middle. Things have had time to get more complicated, messy really. Nothing is simple anymore. And this is the end. It is me hitting the period and you closing the book.

And it was dark So dark at night And we held on to each other Like brother to brother We promised our mothers we'd write And we would all go down together

I don't know why I go walking at night, but now I'm tired and I don't want to walk anymore. I hope it doesn't take the rest of my life until I find what it is that I've been looking for.

A clear sky will swallow your problems. It will empty your brain if you let it. Gray skies are like a bad mood, dismal and heavy on your soul. The night sky is endless, full of possibilities, full of dreams you had once and forgot about. Look up. Those dreams are still there. You can always go back to them.

we went outside and the night was really still and the stars were like an explosion across the sky.

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

Night can swallow you up, yet none of it touches you. Around any corner, there's a promise of something daring and ideal and things are just getting going. There's something obscenely joyful behind every door, either that or somebody crying with their head in in their hands. A lazy rhythm looms in the dreamy air and the atmosphere pulsates with bygone duels, past-life romance, comrades requesting comrades to aid them in some way. You can't see it, but you know it's there

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it Lights flicker from the opposite loft In this room the heat pipes just cough The country music station plays soft But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off Just Louise and her lover so entwined And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

In the still of the night, in the world's ancient light Where wisdom grows up in strife My bewildering brain, toils in vain Through the darkness on the pathways of life Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air Tomorrow keeps turning around We live and we die, we know not why But I'll be with you when the deal goes down...

And the words that are used For to get the ship confused Will not be understood as they're spoken. For the chains of the sea Will have busted in the night And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean.

The night has a thousand eyes and I'm a gypsy dancer still hungry for more.

Sobre la huerta y el patio las torres de Balvanera y aquella muerte casual en una esquina cualquiera. No veo los rasgos. Veo, bajo el farol amarillo, el choque de hombres o sombras y esa víbora, el cuchillo

Più di una volta ho notato che proprio le cose cui si è appena badato durante il giorno, le idee non chiarite, le parole dette senza pensarci e alle quali non si è prestata attenzione tornano di notte in immagini concrete e vive, e diventano oggetto di sogni, quasi a rivalsa di essere state tarscurate.

Al pasar cogió un puñado de cerezas de un plato y Wolf se hizo a un lado para dejarla salir. Tocaban la noche con todo su cuerpo.

Miraba las estrellas que se perseguían por el cielo, despidiendo grandes resplandores al alcanzarse. Tres de ellas, arriba, a la derecha, mimaban una danza oriental. De ven cuando volutas de noche las ocultaban.

Let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure!

His nails were greasy black, like a car mechanic who works nights in a coal mine.

Sleep has no place it can call its own.

I passed to my room and went to be, and, strange to say, slept without dreaming. despair has it's own calms.

I asked Dr. Seward to give me a little opiate of some kind, as I had not slept well the night before......I hope I have not done wrong, for as sleep begins to flirt with me, a new fear comes: that I may have been foolish in thus depriving myself of the power of waking. I might want it. Here comes sleep. Goodnight.

a wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.