Quotes About Night

Good night, boys, he called kindly. Sweet dreams. Yeah. Sure. Sweet dreams. Sour nightmares was more like it.

The most devout moments of my life have been spent in bed at night listening to those bells. They flood over me, drawing me out of myself. I know where I am suddenly; part of this town and happy. I lean out of the window and am washed by the cool air, air it seems no one has yet breathed.

He knew all the constellations. He had seen them rise in darkness over heartbreaking coasts.

The immense southern night had fallen. It glittered everywhere, in houses along the beach, supermarkets open late, the white marquees of theaters.

He slept that night thinking of loves and lighthouses. That one love might shine to bring all loves home.

Your countenance perfectly informs me that you were in company last night with the person, whom you think the most agreeable in the world, the person who interests you at this present time, more than all the rest of the world put together.

They found Mr. Bennet still up. With a book he was regardless of time;...

absolutely still at night, quiet and at peace, yet listen a little more carefully and you will hear the sounds of tossing and turning, of people struggling with dilemmas, of an inner turmoil that is anything but peaceful.

Those who tell you that to be spiritual is not to be physical do not understand the great physical-spiritual nature of your being. They have not dreamed in their minds. They have not sparkled in themselves like stars and so experiencing night they think that existence is dark.

One night she dreamed and knew she was dreaming. She was lying on her back in a coffin, her limbs cold and very heavy. Gentle hands laid her there; a gentle voice whispered a promise. "Soon you shall be my companion and my helper," said the voice. "Flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin.

Fine. Let Ranger get someone else. Trust me, you don't want to be out looking for a parking place on Sloane in the middle of the night. I won't have to look for a parking place. Tank's picking me up. Your working with a guy name Tank? He's big. Jesus, Morelli said. I had to fall in love with a woman who works with a guy named Tank. You love me? Of course I love you. I just don't want to marry you.

Ranger appeared in the bathroom doorway and I was too relieved to be embarrassed. I appreciate you coming out in the middle of the night, I said. Ranger smiled. I didn't want to miss seeing you chained up naked.

I'd spent a night with Ranger a while ago, and I knew what happened when he was encouraged. Ranger knew how to make a woman want him. Ranger was magic.

It was Lorraine in her nightie and Mo in his cap. They'd just settled their brains for a long winter's nap in front of the television. When out in the lot there arose such a clatter, they sprang from their recliners to see what was the matter. Away to the window they flew like a flash, tore open the blinds and threw up the sash. And what to their wondering eyes should appear, but Stephanie Plum and yet another of her cars burning front to rear.

Ranger Smiled. 'You want me to be Superman? Spend the night with me.

I don't need shoes. I need a night scope. You think they sell night scopes someplace here?

No Ranger in sight. That's because he's in the wind. You can't see the wind. Or maybe the wind went home to watch Tuesday night fights.

The rain started a few minutes later, a fine mist at first, growing more steady as the miles flew by. The Mercedes hummed along, following the ribbon of road. The night enveloped us, the darkness broken only by the lights on the dash. All the comforts of a womb with the technology of a jet airplane cockpit

My feeling on rain is that it should only occur at night when people are sleeping. At night, rain is cozy. During the day, rain is a pain in the gumpy.

I swear," Hal said, "this place is like the Bermuda Triangle. It's friggin' spooky. I went out to feed the monkeys last night, and I saw the Easter Bunny walking down the road with Sasquatch. And now there are rockets shooting into the sky from nowhere.

I didn't do anything with him. He wanted a date for tonight." "Holy crap," Lula said. "And?" Connie said. "And I had a restless night thinking about it," I told them. "I bet," Lula said. "If it was me I would have been burning out the motor on my intimate appliances.

I wasn't afraid of the dark, but I wasn't in love with it either. Well, okay, I was afraid of the dark.

Okay, but who knows what happens at night? They could come alive like the zombies." I turned the corner and drove to my parents' house. "You need cake." "Hell, yeah.

Sometimes when we are coming down from the many drugs we must take to make it through the night in this hellhole kitchen, we leave the cleanup to morning," Raymond said.