Quotes About Night

Afuera seguía nevando y me pareció que las estrellas se habían caído del cielo sin avisar.

Ci sono cose che si possono vedere solo al buio.

I saw stars in the blackest night of my life.

When dusk falls,' he said, 'you seem to revive…' She took a sip of beer and looked him in the eyes. 'I'm a night creature.' 'No need to convince me.

A stroke saw him off on All Souls' Night, with a Cuban cigar in his lips and a twenty-five-year-old on his lap. What a way to go.

In the scene I had just witnessed, that stranger could have been any person of the night, a figure with no face and no name. In Carax's novel, that figure was the devil.

Some things can only be seen in the shadows," my father said, flashing a mysterious smile probably borrowed from the pages of one of his worn Alexandre Dumas romances. Night watchmen still lingered in the misty streets when we stepped out of the front door. The lamps along the Ramblas sketched an avenue of vapor that faded as the city began to awake. When

The night belonged to gaslight, to the shadows of narrow side streets shattered by the flash of gunshots and the blue trace of burned gunpowder. Those were years when one grew up fast, and with childhood slipping out of their hands, many children already had the look of old men.

Es un hecho científicamente comprobado que cualquier infante de pocos meses de vida sabe detectar con instinto infalible ese momento exacto de la madrugada en que sus padres han conseguido conciliar el sueño para elevar el lanto y evitar así que puedan descansar más de treinta minutos seguidos.

Some things can only be seen in the dark.

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night and the distance between us, I am thinking of you. The room is turning slowly away from the moon. This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear. La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross to reach you. For I am in love with you and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.

It is important and salutary to speak of incomprehensible things,' they said, and so we did till dawn.

And we had seen a man at the amphitheater dressed as a pirate—the same day the prop room keys disappeared, Brian said. Yeah, moaned Michele. The same day we were looking in the trunk where the head was! Mother gave John a stern look. And you saw another pirate in the graveyard that night, said Jo Dee. Now Mother really glared at John who looked like he wondered if these were the same kids who had stayed with him all summer. They all grinned at John and giggled.

Thus he prayed, and Phoebus Apollo heard him, and set out from the heights of Olympus, rage in his heart, with his bow on his shoulders and his hooded quiver; the arrows clattered on his shoulders as he raged, as the god himself moved; and he came like the night. Then far from the ships he crouched, and let loose an arrow – and terrible was the ring of his silver bow.

Turnpikes at night were like girl talk: not interesting.

Brian was only thirteen. He was asleep by one A.M.

The stars in their courses, never all that concerned with the welfare of the human race, tonight looked especially indifferent.

She Walks in Beauty Like the Night Of Cloudless Climes and Starry Skies

but it was still dark in the woods

My mother used to tell me, "Things always look worse at night." For the most part, I believe her. But some of the troubles that keep me from sleeping look just as bad in the morning.

About halfway back to the fraternity house, they suddenly became aware of bright lights behind them. The two turned automatically. To their horror, a car had raced up over the curb and was heading directly at them!

Everyone said good-night and went to his room.

Looking behind, the boys noted where the blue-gray water of the Ohio met the muddy Mississippi. "That's quite a sight," Dave remarked. Ahead were low tree-lined banks. Soon these vanished into darkness. Here and there the young people saw the lights of small towns or a brilliantly lighted cement plant on the shore. Now and then the red and green lights of another boat approached and the captain blew a deafening blast on his horn. At midnight the weary passengers went to bed.

A few minutes later Bill Tomlin slipped away from the group and followed Ellen down portside. Presently their voices, half-talking, half-laughing, could be heard against the sound of splashing waves. The other couples strolled about the deck, enjoying the mild breezes and stopping to watch the moon's reflection ripple on the water.