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Quotes About Night

At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured than the day; having hues of the most intense violets, blues and greens. If only you pay attention to it you will see that certain stars are lemon-yellow, others pink or a green, blue and forget-me-not brilliance. And without my expatiating on this theme it is obvious that putting little white dots on the blue-black is not enough to paint a starry sky.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Don't cry when the sun is gone, because the tears won't let you see the stars.
~ Violeta Parra
Don't cry when the sun is gone, because your tears won't let you see the stars.
~ Violeta Parra
Night, pitch-black, lies upon the deep.
~ Virgil
Death's brother, sleep.
~ Virgil
The gates of hell are open, night and day; smooth the descent, and easy the way.
~ Virgil
Death's brother, sleep.
~ Virgil
big dixie which contained a mixture of rum and lime and water, well calculated to dispel the ugliness of the day and turn the night into something soft and sympathetic.
~ Unknown
Mayla, we need to find you a place to serve." "I already serve," I told him. "I do it at night. The pay's not great, but the tips are better than some other places I could name." "That's not what I meant," he chuckled.
~ Unknown
There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.
~ Virginia Woolf
Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.
~ Virginia Woolf
There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.
~ Virginia Woolf
La peur est là, on ne la voit pas, on ne la sent pas, on peut la sentir sur les routes la nuit. C'est la dame blanche.
~ Virginie Despentes
Hark! Hark to the wind! 'Tis the night, they say, When all souls come back from the far away- The dead, forgotten this many a day!
~ Unknown
Every night when I turn the lights out in my sixteenth-floor living room before I go to bed, I experience a shock of pleasure as I see the banks of lighted windows rising to the sky, crowding round me, and feel myself embraced by the anonymous in gathering of city dwellers. This swarm of human hives, also hanging anchored in space, is the New York design offering generic connection. The pleasure it gives soothes beyond all explanation.
~ Vivian Gornick
There was present that night at Henley's, by right of propinquity or of accident, a man full of the secret spite of dullness, who interrupted from time to time and always to check or disorder thought;
~ Unknown
His empty heart is full at length, But he has need of all that strength Because of the increasing Night That opens her mystery and fright.
~ W. B. Yeats
The Kalkaska nightscape is dotted with places where the oil companies have punched holes in the sandy soil to get at the petroleum and are burning off excess natural gas in waste flames, which must make the environmentalists just giddy.
~ W. Bruce Cameron
It ain't a fit night out for man or beast.
~ W. C. Fields
Follow, poet, follow right To the bottom of the night, With your unconstraining voice Still persuade us to rejoice.
~ W. H. Auden
Every farthing of the cost,All the dreaded cards foretell,Shall be paid, but from this nightNot a whisper, not a thought,Not a kiss nor look be lost.
~ W. H. Auden
A ballpark at night is more like a church than a church
~ W. P. Kinsella
Where My Books Go All the words that I gather, And all the words that I write, Must spread out their wings untiring, And never rest in their flight, Till they come where your sad, sad heart is, And sing to you in the night, Beyond where the waters are moving, Storm darkened or starry bright.
~ W.B. Yeats
When they had finished they made me take notes of whatever conversation they had quoted, so that I might have the exact words, and got up to go, and when I asked them where they were going and what they were doing and by what names I should call them, they would tell me nothing, except that they had been commanded to travel over Ireland continually, and upon foot and at night, that they might live close to the stones and the trees and at the hours when the immortals are awake.
~ W.B. Yeats