Quotes About Night

Ora, os sonhos são imagens. Melhor ainda, de uma maneira mais precisa, os sonhos são ao mesmo tempo os pais e senhores das imagens. Sou um homem que as imagens atacam. Faço imagens que saem da noite.

Aos olhos dos antigos a cólera que há na melancolia é o negro que há na noite.

Há uma noite irresistível no fundo do homem. Todas as noites, as mulheres e os homens adormecem. Mergulham na noite como se as trevas fossem uma recordação.

We're running with the shadows of the night So baby take my hand, you'll be all right Surrender all your dreams to me tonight They'll come true in the end

A woman is a worthy wight, she serveth a man both day and night, Gil thought, and did not glance at Alys. How did it go on? And yet she hath but care and wo,

Follow, poet, follow right to the bottom of the night. I have no choice but to pursue the deepest truth my life has given me.

Yes. It is. —June 23, 2012, at night driving from Henrietta back to Knoxville with the tape recorder off, thirteen months after diagnosis

Night is not something to endure until dawn. It is an element, like wind or fire. Darkness is its own kingdom; it moves to its own laws, and many living things dwell in it.

I thought of you with your hair silver as snow all through that cold, slow journey from Sirle. I felt you troubled deep within me, and there was no other place in the world I would rather have been than in the cold night riding to you. When you opened your gates to me, I was home.

Jumping Jehoshaphat. O Holy Night.

Rabies has a lot in Common with vampirism." said Adam

Ben, one of the four werewolf guards for the night, ate a big bite, swallowed, and said in a prissier-than-usual version of his British accent, "Mercy, when you say it gnawed on the bones, was it trying to get at the marrow or just cleaning its teeth?

Cain's hairy titties," muttered Ben, joining me in my observation of the rural setting. "What hermit was so misguided in life that he was hanging around this peopleless landscape at the bell end of the night and happened to see a freaking goblin disappear into a hay barn? And for that matter, goblins are city denizens like me. What the shagging hell is it doing out here?

I'll get some more firewood," I said, turning away from the fire. "What we have won't last the night." "Best do that, I think," Kith said. "Wandel and I'll see about dinner." "I thought the woman should do the cooking," said Wandel, teasing but still half-serious. He hadn't eaten what I could cook over an open fire. "We'll cook," replied Kith, who had.

Did you bring this into bed last night?" he asked. I flexed my fingers, frowning with annoyance at the walking stick.

The cat has always been associated with the moon. Like the moon it comes to life at night, escaping from humanity and wandering over housetops with its eyes beaming out through the darkness.

stars pricked the night sky.

Papa sat down at the table. Grandfather poured him coffee. "You must have been up all night," he said to Papa. Papa looked at Sarah. "I didn't want her to go back to sleep," he said. Grandfather smiled. "No, you didn't.

At night, low hearths will send up wispy curls of smoke fragrant with a dozen dinners, and darkness will clothe the land.

Back at the hut, all my sister, they start to cry. "No crying," my aunt says, very strict. "You cry only in your mind." But later, when everyone else asleep, I hear my aunt, her tears, they fall like rain.

I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.

La nuit avance ainsi, dans l'hécatombe des héroïsmes et le hasard des survivances.

As watchmen working through the night we need to come again and again with our petitions, but always knowing that each prayer, each petition is as perfumed incense to our God, giving us every expectation of an answer from our Loving Father.

continuing. "You're not going to believe this, but it was me. I'm the officer that stopped him that night. I remember shining my flashlight on those garbage bags. I just can't believe