Quotes About Night

I love both the sun and the moon, day and night. But I enjoy the day the most because I live in Rio and I can play sports.

The waves of hatred-night can easily be dissolved in the sea of oneness-love.

I was built with a love of the night and the unquiet coffin.

For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon.

If love be blind, it best agrees with night

I do love being in my studio. Especially at night.

I love a glass of champagne. It can make even the most average Monday seem like a Saturday night. I always say there's happiness in every bubble!

The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.

In the nights sometimes now he'd wake in the back and freezing waste out of softly colored worlds of human love, the songs of birds, the sun.

I love mysteries, and I read them every night before I go to bed.

We love the night and it's quiet.

...and when he dies, cut him out in little stars, and the face of heaven will be so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no heed to the garish sun.

You can'tstop dreamingjust becausethe night neverseems toend.

Man is the candle light and a woman is the moonlight. They live far away but can grow together during lonesome nights.

Glimpse is a meeting of dreamers in the silent night sky.

You are the last thought in my mind before I drift off to sleep and the first thought when I wake up each morning.

Even the most beautiful of the starsare taken for grantednight after night.

And maybe the only reason we have to fall back down to grow again is the same cause for the sun to rise and sink: our stars need time to shine at night to heal, to heal.

...I remember your profile in darkness outlined by stars ...

I am in love with the stars of night - I have made them audible...

Last night was dark and full of terror and while we slept, the angels kept their watch of wondering love.

Beds aren't for sleeping, and clothes aren't for bed.

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams. Well, here I am tonight, hoping for sleep, and lying like Ophelia in the play, with 'virgin crants and maiden strewments.' I never liked garlic before, but tonight it is delightful!...

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams. Well, here I am tonight, hoping for sleep, and lying like Ophelia in the play, with 'virgin crants and maiden strewments.' I never liked garlic before, but tonight it is delightful! There is peace in its smell. I feel sleep coming already. Goodnight, everybody. DR.