Quotes About Night

So much evil, Nightblood said, like a woman tisking as she cleaned cobwebs from her ceiling.

Ravens and crows. Rats Mists and clouds. Insects and corruption. Strange events and odd occurrences. The ordinary twisted and strange. Wonders! The dead are beginning to walk and some see them. Others do not, but more and more, we all fear the night. These have been our days. They rain upon us beneath a dead sky, crushing us with their fury, until as one we beg: "Let it begin!" -Journal of the Unknown Scholar, entry for The Feast of Freia, 1000 NE

It was so hard to find warmth in the darkness. But when the night grew cold and the darkness came for you, that was when you needed to light a fire. And make your own light.

Spook stood up as nonchalantly as he could, then fled into the night.

You're making me get used to sleeping at night," she said. "Plus, I don't sleep in my clothing anymore." "If you did, it would make things a little awkward." "Yes," she said, "but what if we get attacked during the night? I'd have to fight them naked." "I wouldn't mind watching that." She

By now, it is probably very late at night, and you have stayed up to read this book when you should have gone to sleep. If this is the case, then I commend you for falling into my trap. It is a writer's greatest pleasure to hear that someone was kept up until the unholy hours of the morning reading one of his books. It goes back to authors being terrible people who delight in the suffering of others. Plus, we get a kickback from the caffeine industry...

Night does not show things, it suggests them. It disturbes and surprises us with its strangeness. It liberates forces within us which are dominated by our reason during the daytime.

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart, Naught is all else to me, save that thou art. Thou my best thought by day and by night, Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light. Be thou my wisdom, thou my true word; I ever with thee, thou with me, Lord.

She and David had a running joke about how they both feared their kids at night the same way that, as children, they'd feared monsters under the bed. Beasts that would rise up from the side of your bed, seize you with sharp nails and demand things of you.

Ya sé que la noche no es parecida al día, que las cosas ocurren de otra manera, que las cosas de la noche no pueden explicarse a la luz del día porque entonces ya no existen; y la noche puede ser espantosa para una persona sola tan pronto como se dé cuenta de su soledad; pero, con Catherine, no había, por decirlo así, ninguna diferencia entre el día y la noche, sólo que las noches eran aún mejores que los días.

He stared down at the empty street and wondered why all city streets resembled each other at night. He

Linda recognized the car next to it as Höglund's. Linda fingered the Swiss army knife in her pocket, but this was not a night for slashing tires.

The day is an epitome of the year. The night is the winter, the morning and evening are the spring and fall, and the noon is the summer.

The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour. Then there is least somnolence in us; and for an hour, at least, some part of us awakes which slumbers all the rest of the day and night.

Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.

I believe in the forest, and in the meadow, and in the night in which the corn grows.

The stars are God's dreams, thoughts remembered in the silence of his night.

Many men walk by day; few walk by night. It is a different season.

This was that Earth of which we have heard, made out of Chaos and Old Night.

The silence rings—it is musical & thrills me. A night in which the silence was audible—I hear the unspeakable.

If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal—that is your success. All

I rejoice that there are owls. Let them do the idiotic and maniacal hooting for men. It is a sound admirably suited to swamps and twilight woods which no day illustrates, suggesting a vast and undeveloped nature which men have not recognized.

In the night the eyes are partly closed, or retire into the head. Other senses take the lead. The walker is guided as well by the sense of smell. Every plant and field and forest emits its odor now, —swamp-pink in the meadow, and tansy in the road; and there is the peculiar dry scent of corn which has begun to show its tassels. The senses both of hearing and smelling are more alert. We hear the tinkling of rills which we never detected before.

O dia é uma síntese do ano. A noite é o inverno, a manhã e o entardecer são a primavera e o outono, e as horas ao redor do meio dia são o verão