Quotes About Night

The agonies I have suffered night after night have made for a hell composed of an infinite diversity of tortures, but—though this is a very strange way to put it—the wound has gradually become dearer to me than my own flesh and blood, and I have thought its pain to be the emotion of the wound as it lived or even its murmur of affection.

Some nights I saw these imbecile, lunatic prostitutes with the halo of Mary

I slept quietly so that I would breathe without coughing, and felt a curious indifference. I even felt like I had been waiting for that night for a long time. The words "heart's desire" came to mind.

The night has dawned. I have made you suffer a long time. Good-bye. My drunkenness from last night has entirely worn off. I shall die sober. Once more, good-bye. Kazuko. I am, after all, an aristocrat.

loneliness or pain like for him? Last night I

Dobranoc. Jestem Kopciuszkiem bez ksi?cia.

Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

I was born in the night of the second and third Of January, ninety-something-or-other, An unreliable year, and the centuries Surround me with fire.

Quelle douleur - chercher la parole perdue, Relever ces paupières douloureuses Et, la chaux dans le sang, rassembler pour les tribus étrangères L'herbe des nuits.

because the rest of the relics in the place lurched toward me then, like some nursing-home theater guild performing Night of the Living Dead.

An hour drifted by. The church clock on the cliffs had struck four times; a deep-toned, weary bell, that tolled for every quarter, and must often have been heard, at dead of night, by dying men, drowning unshriven and unhouseled.

But you see," Gladys murmured, with a strange sad tender smile upon her face, "I have had all my summer in my spring; it is all over now. There are nothing but the night and the winter. While you—you have had the "cold and the darkness first; your sun has yet to dawn.

she was very liberal in her range of literature. All languages being equally intelligible to us (though we can never comprehend why you have not all one and the same, as we superior animals have), I derived considerable entertainment from hearing the innumerable works, in various tongues, which her companion read aloud to her almost from morning to night.

Run slowly, horses of the night.

Men said afterward that no blacker night had ever fallen...The wind roared through the city, ripping up slates, clawing at the houses until those within feared that not a wall would stand until morning. They thought they heard voices wailing high above the earth, and those who peered out swore that they saw terrible things as the north wind, the demon wind, bore southward the nightmares of a dying land.

There was a gentle swell to the land here. Not so much that you'd call it rolling—hell, when the land rolled in Minnesota, they called it a mountain range—this was more like the lazy waves on the Pacific when it was bedding down for the night.

And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

What are you doing tonight?" "I don't know, what are you doing?" Burlesque! Loew's Paradise! Miserable and lonely! Miserable and lonely and stupid! What am I, crazy or something?! I got something good! What am I hanging around with you guys for?!

he says at last, bidding me good evening as though it were

Part of my soul…Adam's words, his own words, spoken that long ago night broke over him; and his soul, comprehending what his reason could not, rushed to claim, to embrace that other half of itself with a joyful recognition that made him light-headed and tempted him to commit unforgivable liberties.

Feel safe at night. Sleep with a fireman.

My first intervention is to say, when your baby is born, just don't jump on your kid at night," Cohen says, "Give your baby a chance to self-soothe, don't automatically respond, even from birth.

The soft, fluttering cry of a barn owl rose over the churchyard. Silent men flowed out of the dark.

Shining by night with borrowed light, wandering round the earth.