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Quotes About Night

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Elie Wiesel
“We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our natural needs. Stronger than cold or hunger, stronger than the shots and the desire to die, condemned and wandering, mere numbers, we were the only men on earth.”
Elie Wiesel, Night

Vera Nazarian
“Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand?

Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of light.

There you go . . . That was easy!”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Scott Lynch
“Crooked Warden, I will fear no darkness for the night is yours," muttered Locke, pointing the first two fingers of his left hand into the darkness. The Dagger of the Thirteenth, a thief's gesture against evil. "Your night is my cloak, my shield, my escape from those who hunt to feed the noose. I will fear no evil, for you have made the night my friend."

"Bless the Benefactor," said Jean, squeezing Locke's left forearm. "Peace and profit to his children.”
Scott Lynch, Red Seas Under Red Skies

Jane Austen
“When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world; and there certainly would be less of both if the sublimity of Nature were more attended to, and people were carried more out of themselves by contemplating such a scene.”
Jane Austen

Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly
“Night, which in Autumn seems to fall from the sky so suddenly, chilled us...”
Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly, The Crimson Curtain

Charlotte Eriksson
“So they gave me love in form of poison and tiny little pills, programming my emotions, teaching me how to feel. To act correct and talk correct and answer without knowing the question, because that, my dear, is how you get love. Yes that, dear youth, is how you'll be loved. I tried to medicate my own fucked up little mind with chemicals and adrenaline, tasting sweeter every night, shaking louder every time. Sitting wide awake in bed until the world disappears, writing poetry to concentrate on something real while waiting for the love to arrive.
I've been looking for it night after night, waiting patiently for it to show up, maybe somewhere in between the state of awake and asleep, alive and not so alive, sober and not so sober.
(I lost track of the difference somewhere in between.)”
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

Kate Moss
“I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.”
Kate Moss

Guy de Maupassant
“Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror.”
Guy de Maupassant, The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, Part One

John Ashbery
“The summer demands and takes away too much. /But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes”
John Ashbery, Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror

Ray Bradbury
“I got a statistic for you right now. Grab your pencil, Doug. There are five billion trees in the world. I looked it up. Under every tree is a shadow, right? So, then, what makes night? I'll tell you: shadows crawling out from under five billion trees! Think of it! Shadows running around in the air, muddying the waters you might say. If only we could figure a way to keep those darn five billion shadows under those trees, we could stay up half the night, Doug, because there'd be no night!”
Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Francis Marion Crawford
“A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.”
Francis Marion Crawford, For the Blood is the Life and Other Stories

Sorin Cerin
“The dawn of beauty always comes after night.”
Sorin Cerin, Wisdom Collection: The Book of Wisdom

Galt Niederhoffer
“Technically, on the spectrum of very bad things, they did nothing truly wicked. But of course, that spectrum has no measure for the greatest of all carnal sins, the kind that occurs before skin touches skin, before wondering turns to yearning, yearning to having, having to holding for dear life, when two people cling to each other so desperately that even when they lie, inches apart, neither is fully satisfied until the light between them turns to darkness.”
Galt Niederhoffer, The Romantics

Gustave Flaubert
“At other times, at the edge of a wood, especially at dusk, the trees themselves would assume strange shapes: sometimes they were arms rising heavenwards, , or else the trunk would twist and turn like a body being bent by the wind. At night, when I woke up and the moon and the stars were out, I would see in the sky things that filled me simultaneously with dread and longing. I remember that once, one Christmas Eve, I saw a great naked women, standing erect, with rolling eyes; she must have been a hundred feet high, but along she drifted, growing ever longer and ever thinner, and finally fell apart, each limb remaining separate, with the head floating away first as the rest of her body continued to waver”
Gustave Flaubert, November

Albert Camus
“On moonlight nights the long, straight street and dirty white walls, nowhere darkened by the shadow of a tree, their peace untroubled by footsteps or a dog's bark, glimmered in the pale recession. The silent city was no more than an assemblage of huge, inert cubes, between which only the mute effigies of great men, carapaced in bronze, with their blank stone or metal faces, conjured up a sorry semblance of what the man had been. In lifeless squares and avenues these tawdry idols lorded it under the lowering sky; stolid monsters that might have personified the rule of immobility imposed on us, or, anyhow, its final aspect, that of a defunct city in which plague, stone, and darkness had effectively silenced every voice.”
Albert Camus, The Plague

Michael Chabon
“It drains the bars and cafes after hours, concentrates the wicked and the guilty along its chipped Formica counter, and thrums with the gossip of criminals, policemen, shtarkers,and schlemiels, whores and night owls ... three or four floaters, solitaries, and drunks between benders lean against the sparkly resin counter, sucking the tea from their shtekelehs and working the calulations of their next big mistake.”
Michael Chabon

M.P. Shiel
“The habit is now confirmed in me of spending the greater part of the day in sleep, while by night I wander far and wide through the city under the sedative influence of a tincture which has become necessary to my life”
M.P. Shiel, Xelucha and Others

Charles Baudelaire
“I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

Jarod Kintz
“6 pm isn’t closer to noon than 6 am in reality, but mentally the difference is like night and day.”
Jarod Kintz
tags: day, night

Roberto Bolaño
“Then he went out without touching anything and put his arm around Ingeborg, and like that, with their arms around each other, they returned to the village while the whole past of the universe fell on their heads.”
Roberto Bolaño, 2666

Jarod Kintz
“I don’t understand the game of Cricket. But I do get the game of Noisy Night Insect.”
Jarod Kintz, This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

Walt Whitman
“Press close, bare-bosomed Night!
Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night!
Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars!
Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!”
Walt Whitman

Charles Baudelaire
“Il était tard; ainsi qu'une médaille neuve
La pleine lune s'étalait,
Et la solennité de la nuit, comme un fleuve
Sur Paris dormant ruisselait.”
Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

Jarod Kintz
“At the time of the murder, I had an airtight alibi: I spent the night in a Ziploc bag.”
Jarod Kintz, 99 Cents For Some Nonsense

Jarod Kintz
“If silence is the admission of guilt, then she must be really guilty, because last night I asked her a question and instead of answering, she went to sleep for eight hours.”
Jarod Kintz, The Days of Yay are Here! Wake Me Up When They're Over.

Nelly Kaplan
“Night is mine, together with a substantial part of the future.”
Nelly Kaplan

Keith Kekic
“Walk with this tomorrow night. If nothing happens, then
don’t come back. Forget about us, this place, but if you feel the
Nightwalker in you awaken, then return to where you belong.
Return to me, and the streets will run red with blood.”
Keith Kekic, Chloe of the Night

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