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Quotes About Night

You are like the night, with its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star, as remote and candid.
~ Pablo Neruda
You have deep eyes in which the night flails. Cool arms of flowers and a lap of rose.
~ Pablo Neruda
Los pájaros nocturnos picotean las primeras estrellas que centellean como mi alma cuando te amo.
~ Pablo Neruda
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.   To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.   And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.   What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is starry and she is not with me.
~ Pablo Neruda
El aire, el vino van con los dos amantes, la noche les regala sus pétalos dichososo, tienen derecho a todos los claveles.
~ Pablo Neruda
Nadie nos vio esta tarde con las manos unidas mientras la noche azul caía sobre el mundo.
~ Pablo Neruda
open and more unknown than the night, dragging more stars than shadow.
~ Pablo Neruda
We went back out into the night, the three of us together, skating hand in hand.
~ Padma Lakshmi
At night human beings have a glimpse of their real Self, the soul; each morning upon awakening the majority again take up their mistaken identity as a mortal man or woman.
~ Paramahansa Yogananda
Sometimes at night I lie awake and quarrel with the voices in my head.
~ Pat Barker
I went up to the terrace again and looked out on the tawny, many-alleyed city. At night it looked carved from brown sugar.
~ Pat Conroy
beneath the great sisterhood of stars unfurling in the night sky . . .
~ Pat Conroy
In twenty feet of water, . . . the four of us watched the moonlight play on the surface of the water. It enclosed us in its laceries as we watched the moon spill across the Atlantic like wine from an overturned glass.
~ Pat Conroy
Though I will always be a visitor to Charleston, I will always remain one with a passionate belief that it is the most beautiful city in America and that to walk the old section of the city at night is to step into the bloodstream of a history extravagantly lived by a people born to a fierce and unshakable advocacy of their past.
~ Pat Conroy
Before the snow could melt for good, an ice storm covered the lowcountry and we learned the deeper treachery of ice. At night, we could hear the disconsolate sounds of trees breaking under the weight of their glistening unnatural burden. Limbs broke with a terrifying violence, like the snapping of healthy bones.
~ Pat Conroy
It was a joyful and rapturous night, one that happens all too infrequently in the brief transit of human life. I can remember everything about that night, every play that either team ran, every block I missed or made, every tackle I was in on. I remember the feeling of complete, transported bliss that one can get only from athletics or lovemaking.
~ Pat Conroy
It was during this terrible night that the three wounded died, and the jeeps froze solid.
~ Pat Frank
The moon grew full, then slowly pared itself down until it shriveled into a ghostly boat riding above the roiling dark. Then it fell out of the sky. They climbed into it, left land behind, and floated out to sea.
~ Patricia A. McKillip
Now you must go But it's raining, Caerles said. Ferly danced to the door and opend it to the starless night.Her voice hushed. Adventures comes on a night like this, when the whole world is whispering magic. Page 76
~ Patricia A. McKillip
I heard you. Sometimes, in silence, at night, I hear the voices of things beyond eyesight, like echoes of ancient songs. I heard your voice, lonely in my dreams—it woke me, so I came. You see, I know how it is when you speak a name into an empty room with no one on earth to answer to it.
~ Patricia A. McKillip
He had made tiny pipes of feathers he had found along the streets; birds answered him here as they had in the hinterlands. A night-bird, singing back to his playing, showed him the loose bar in the iron fence, the furrowed earth along which the bar swung sideways, that told him, as the bird did, that others came here secretly. Around him, the sleeping city dreamed, tossed fretfully, muttered, dreamed again.
~ Patricia A. McKillip
The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself.
~ Patricia Highsmith
Therese said, still laughing, laughing away all the longing and the intention of the night.
~ Patricia Highsmith
and the night became another of those islands in time, suspended somewhere in the heart or in the memory, intact and absolute.
~ Patricia Highsmith