Quotes About Night

Science and religion were not enemies, but rather allies - two different languages telling the same story, a story of symmetry and balance... heaven and hell, night and day, hot and cold, God and Satan. Both science and religion rejoiced in God's symmetry... the endless contest of ight and dark.

Outside, in the newly fallen darkness, the world had been transformed. The sky had become a glistening tapestry of stars.

Nelle cattedrali è sempre notte.

At night, this is a heavier world.

Robert Langdon recibe una llamada en mitad de la noche: el conservador del museo del Louvre ha sido asesinado en extrañas circunstancias y junto a su cadáver ha aparecido un desconcertante mensaje cifrado.

Outside, the sleet had gotten thicker. You could hear it pebbling against the large glass windows, you could see it swirling wildly through the spotlights of street lamps. It was the kind of night when you might expect to see a skeleton flying through the air, its ragged black shroud flapping in the wind.

This magical night seemed unreal, or rather, as real as a dream.

Sull'acqua, sotto il mare, in alto nel bosco sarai. Fidati del tuo istinto, nel mare; riporta a me il tuo tesoro. Se lo troverai, come dovresti, viaggerai, giorno e notte. Appena lo vedrai, lo saprai, come sopra così sotto. Quando lo avrai afferrato, sarai pronto ad attraversare il mare.

The sunset was that long, achingly beautiful balance of stillness in which the sun seemed to hover like a red balloon above the western horizon, the entire sky catching fire from the death of day; a sunset unique to the American Midwest and ignored by most of its inhabitants. The twilight brought the promise of coolness and the certain threat of night.

I came out mostly at night, moving through the ruins like a furtive shadow, sometimes gazing at my lighted palace tower like David Hume peering in his own windows and solemnly deciding that he wasn't home.

You're disgusting," said Brawne Lamia. "Ah, darling," smiled Silenus, "those are the same words you whispered last night after your second orgasm.

each time I hear the bells toll the brief notes of the early hours of the morn, I imagine ghostly hands pulling rotting bell ropes. Or perhaps rotting hands pulling ghostly bell ropes; I don't know which image suits my macabre fancies this endless night. Fever

Every once in a while, the darkness was too much. It had been quite some time since I had woken up in the middle of the night and into an abyss of terror. But here I was. ... I couldn't soothe myself. ... But if that person had been accessible to me, I wouldn't have been in the state I was in to begin with. [pp. 195-196]

and in that one night's wickedness I drowned all my repentance,all my reflections upon my past conduct,and all my resolution for the future.

Living a satisfying life requires more than simply meeting the demands of those in control. Yet in our offices and our classrooms we have way too much compliance and way too little engagement. The former might get you through the day, but the latter will get you through the night.

I don't smoke, although it looks fantastic in films. But I light matches on those thinking blank nights when I crawl my route out onto the roof of the garage and the sky while my parents sleep innocent and the lonely cars move sparse on the faraway streets, when the pillow won't stay cool and the blankets bother my body no matter how I move or lie still. I just sit with my legs dangling and light matches and watch them flicker away.

That night it felt that somehow by flicking them off the roof, the matches would burn down everything, the sparks from the tips of the flames, torching the world and all the heartbroken people in it.

Call me later, you'd said, so I could call you later, at night, and it is those nights I miss you, Ed, the most, on the phone, you beautiful bastard.

I'd ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you, and I did. But that's why right there it was doomed. We couldn't only have the magic nights buzzing though the wires. We had to have the days, too, the bright impatient days spoiling everything with their unavoidable schedules, their mandatory times that don't overlap, their loyal friends who don't get along, the unforgiven travesties torn from the wall no matter what promises are uttered past midnight, and that's why we broke up.

Te devuelvo la sonrisa y aquella noche, te lo devuelvo todo. Ojalá pudiera.

He finished shaving me silently, and then brought the sun-tan lamp over to the chair and put cool white pads of cotton soaked in witch hazel over my eyes. There, in the bright red inner darkness I saw what happened the night he took me away from the house for the last time .

He stayed up with the eye all night, staring into its shiny blueness, seeing himself within it, until the sun, rising above the tree line the next morning, seemed to him to be the shining eye of some forgotten god. T

Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far. Stealing through the night's uncertainties, love is where they are.

"Brothers, our toil and hardship, we worked night and day in order not to be a burden to anyone while we preached the gospel of God to you."