Quotes About Night

a magic egg swaddled in a nest, waiting for its mystery to hatch, and the night grew yet darker.

did not fear either the darkness of the night or the darkness under the sun that can sometimes crowd in upon us when we least expect it.

While he watched, the phenomenon diminished. The whirl of leaves settled, and the night grew still once more. As the last leaves floated to rest on the grass, John thought he heard a familiar sigh of pleasure, one he hadn't heard for a long time. If this had been a ghost, it had been a blithe spirit. Filled with sudden wonder, remembering their golden retriever that had died two years earlier, John whispered, "Willard?

About sixty feet ahead, Chang ran along a surfline of gray shadows, where the waves of light dissolved against the shore of night.

Here, in the quiet hours after midnight. Like sitting on a beach. The night rolls and breaks and tosses up our losses like bits of wreckage, all that's left of one ship or another.

Tragedy materialized before Ludlow at 2:15 a.m.

The noises on the roof stopped. The six waited. The night seemed to be crouched like a wild thing, studying its prey, timing its attack.

In the dream, I suddenly found myself in the night, floating above the house, then gliding over the woods

The urgent events of this night had perhaps for the first time in his thirty-six years given him a sure connection with others and an awareness of meaning in his life, as well as a sense of purpose beyond mere continued existence—that purpose perceived by everyone yet mysterious, which involved not the body and the world, but the soul.

Even after all these uneventful years on Jacob's Ladder, I still lock the door every night.

Outside, it was coming on night. Twilight. "The magic time," his daddy called it, "the make-a-wish moment between the dark and the light.

No, that night, words were his weapon of choice. And they had inflicted far deeper wounds than his fists would in the months that followed.

Frost had built on the dead grass, and it skirled beneath his feet. If not for this sound he'd have thought himself struck deaf, owing to the magnitude of the surrounding silence. All the night's noises had stopped. The whole valley seemed to reflect his shock. He heard only his footsteps and the wolf-girl's panting complaint.

Night again, the insects are loud, the moths are killing themselves on the lamp. Two hours ago I sat on the veranda looking out at the dusk, filled with envy for each living entity—bird, bug, blossom, reptile, tree, and vine—that doesn't bear the burden of the knowledge of good and evil. The abyss is full of reality, the abyss experiences itself, the abyss is alive

the gusts of snow twisted themselves around our heads while the night fell.

we heard music coming from inside — jazz. It sounded sophisticated and lonely.

we parked under a strange sky with a faint image of a quarter-moon super imposed on it.

I had a moment's glory that night, though. I was certain I was here in this world because I couldn't tolerate any other place

Teddy laughed, heard the sound of it carry off on the sweep of night air and dissolve in the distant surf, as if it had never been, as if the island and the sea and the salt took what you thought you had and...

We live by night and dance fast so grass can't grow under our feet. That's our creed.

When she found his eyes, hers were fuller and sharper, lit with something that had entered the world centuries before civilized things. "I get off at midnight," she said.

I smiled the innocuous smile of one human soul acknowledging another on a soft, quiet night in an often bustling city.

I'm driving a stolen car On a pitch black night And I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright.

age-old evil, tireless and vigilant, cloaked from the masses by modern skepticism, yet still a potent force stalking the dark ways of the night.