Quotes About Night

She lifter the shade and bathed the room in silver. Moonlight glinted off the glass and metal instruments on her desk and vanished into the eaves. Moonlight skimmed over her floorboards and made Nero's eyes a shimmering green. It wasn't enough to work by. It wasn't enough to read by. But who needed to read? She knew them by heart.

She could smell the sea in the air, but more than that, she could smell the scent of the grass as it awoke from its winter slumber. She could hear the sound of crickets as they sang to the emerging stars.

We would lie on coral sand, below sugary stars, watching Cassiopeia mount her throne and the Great Bear wash its paws in the South. I would say, "I have a secret to tell you." And, folding me in your arms, boyish and sly, you would answer: "Whisper it into my mouth.

It was so unlike her not to be able to sleep. No matter what was going on, she was usually out the second her head hit the pillow.

I carry their beauty inside the very soul of my being. Dark with shades of grey. White with storm clouds in the distance. Because of dad and mom, I am not afraid to dream of dark victories and black beauty. I'm not afraid to be in love with the night

The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours. Against the blue candlewick bedspread the white pages of my open book, illuminated by a circle of lamplight, were the gateway to another world.

ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN while the dead slept.

itt was snowing as if you could hear wolves howling

I never believed in Santa Claus because I knew no white dude would come into my neighborhood after dark.

Holy theology arises from knees bent before the mystery of the divine child in the stable. Without the holy night, there is no theology.

Once more the daylight shines abroad, O brethren let us praise the Lord, Whose grace and mercy thus have kept The nightly watch while we have slept. We offer up ourselves to thee, That heart and word and deed may be In all things guided by thy mind, And in thine eyes acceptance find.

At night my father often heard sporadic gunfire mixed in with the sound of dogs howling. If the war came closer, soon there would be only minor difference between shooting a dog and shooting a man.

The night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in torment.

Those who turn the day into night, the young, the drug addict, the profligate, the drunken and that most miserable, the lover who watches all night long in fear and anguish. These can never again live the life of the day. When one meets them at high noon they give off, as if it were a protective emanation, something dark and muted. The light does not become them any longer. They begin to have an unrecorded look. It is as if they were being tried by the continual blows of an unseen adversary.

now I see that night does something to a person's identity, even when asleep.

Il tempo non è abbastanza lungo! [...] Non è abbastanza lungo per una vita che faccia dimenticare le sue notti.»

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them. Stretch it as thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that may be in torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire.

The doctor looked at her. "For the lover, it is the night into which his beloved goes," he said, "that destroys his heart; he wakes her suddenly, only to look the hyena in the face that is her smile, as she leaves that company.

Our bones only ache while the flesh is on them. Stretch it thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in a torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire.

Verovao sam da je tuga za voljenim bi?em najteža patnja. Sada znam da je no?na hladno?a u rovu teža od svih duševnih patnji. Verovao sam da su muka mišljenja, tajna, duhovni problema najteži ?oveku. Sad znam da ?oveku ništa nije teže od nespavanja. Verovao sam da je istina najzna?ajnija za život, a sada sam siguran da je hleb najpre?e u životu.

Four A.M. When the city that never sleeps at least lies down and closes its eyes.

See the moon? It hates us.

The boys reached the woods as night fell. "It's so dark in here I couldn't see Buck if he flew past my nose in a garbage truck," said Casper.

I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.