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Quotes About Night

Mah-tao-yo? " Loretta leaped and opened her eyes. Hunter knelt beside her, a dark shadow against the blue-black, starlit sky. "You weep?" "No--yes." Her voice came out in a squeak. "I'm just feeling sad, that's all." He sat down beside her and hugged his knees, gazing off into the endless darkness. "You will stay beside me?
~ Catherine Anderson
in at night, seein' you out in the mornin', the memory of that'll last me.' 'Oh, Bertha.' He leant forward
~ Catherine Cookson
The silence of a convent at night is the silence of the grave. Too far removed from the busy world without for external sounds to penetrate the thick walls, whilst within no slamming door, nor wandering foot, nor sacrilegious voice breaks in upon the stillness, the slightest noise strikes upon the ear with a fearful distinctness. ("The Monk's Story")
~ Catherine Crowe
Mississippi Mermaid was a very special experience because we only had the dialogues for the scenes we were shooting the night before.
~ Catherine Deneuve
Because I have dreams and in those dreams I see the stars
~ Catherine Fisher
He worked night and day. He made a coat that would transform him; he would be more than a man; a winged creature, beautiful as light. All the birds brought him feathers. Even the eagle. Even the swan.
~ Catherine Fisher
Night soil oozed onto my cloak, and I wondered why all my adventures involved foul odour. Why could I not for once frolic in a meadow of flowers, or escape in a hamper of fresh laundry? No, I must endure night soil and prison cells and unwashed soldiers…
~ Catherine Gilbert Murdock
Night time is really the best time to work. All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep.
~ Catherine O'Hara
This darkness doesn't belong to the night. It belongs to me.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
It was one of those nights that's a really good time to have four walls and a door to close.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
Every night I lie in bed and try to go to sleep. And then the next thing I know, I'm opening my eyes and it's morning. I never feel myself fall asleep. Ever. Do you?
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
There's a full moon tonight, so everything is Peary and shadowy but visible. It gives me the feeling of something stolen, something I wasn't supposed to be able to see. Some treasure not normally mine.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
My initial solution came in the form of night rovings, like an owl or a coyote. I had been stagnating in the house too long, and some glowing ball of spirit in me threatened to fade to nothing, and I feared it might be like fire—you need fire to make fire, and you must never let the last of it die.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
It was after two in the morning, I would later learn, and I was having a dream that was nothing but hoofbeats. No visuals at all. Just a gray screen of nothingness, and the sound of hoofbeats.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
But the moon doesn't say what it knows.
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
I didn't sleep well that night. I lost most of the night thinking about it. What does it mean when someone loses the use of most of his brain, and it makes him more kind?
~ Catherine Ryan Hyde
Left with no choice, Janice curled up on the bed where she drowned in her sadness. ~ Janice woke in the darkness to a woman's screams. Moonlight from
~ Catherine Scott
You look like a winter night", he had told her when he had given it to her. "I could sleep inside the cold of you".
~ Catherynne M. Valente
Night poured itself down my throat. Night was my wine and my meat. Night wed me and bedded me, widowed me and murdered me and resurrected me whole a thousand times over with each hour.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
At night, she whispered into the pipes: I hate it here. Please take me away, let me be something other than Marya, something magical, with a round belly. Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
What was magical at two in the morning was tawdry and cheap and dangerous to your health at two in the afternoon.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
No," said the demon. "A witch is just a girl who knows her mind. I am better than a witch. But look at the great orgy coming up like a rose around me. No night in Hell could be as bright.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
And in her long nights, in her long house of smoke and miller's stones, she baked the bread we eat in dreams, strangest loaves, her pies full of anguish and days long dead, her fairy-haunted gingerbread, her cakes wet with tears.
~ Catherynne M. Valente
And, at night, in a narrow bed in her old room, Mary Morevna would hold Ivan tight inside of her, demanding his obedience to her, demanding that his soul be ripped out and emptied into her.
~ Catherynne M. Valente