Night Quotes

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Stephenie Meyer
“I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.”
Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

Edgar Allan Poe
“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”
Edgar Allan Poe, Eleonora

I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”
Sarah Williams

Dr. Seuss
“How did it get so late so soon?”
Dr. Seuss

Fyodor Dostoyevsky
“The darker the night, the brighter the stars,
The deeper the grief, the closer is God!”
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

Mahatma Gandhi
“Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.”
Mahatma Gandhi

John Milton
“What hath night to do with sleep?”
John Milton, Paradise Lost

Poppy Z. Brite
“The night is the hardest time to be alive and 4am knows all my secrets.”
Poppy Z. Brite

J.K. Rowling
“This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this. ”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Harriet Beecher Stowe
“The longest way must have its close - the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.”
Harriet Beecher Stowe, Uncle Tom's Cabin

Virginia Woolf
“Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.”
Virginia Woolf, Jacob's Room

Anne Brontë
“I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.”
Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters

Markus Zusak
“She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. ”
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Poppy Z. Brite
“Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.”
Poppy Z. Brite

Stephen King
“It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.”
Stephen King, Wolves of the Calla

Haruki Murakami
“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.”
Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance

Ralph Waldo Emerson
“If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature and Selected Essays

Jandy Nelson
“There were once two sisters
who were not afriad of the dark
because the dark was full of the other's voice
across the room,
because even when the night was thick
and starless
they walked home together from the river
seeing who could last the longest
without turning on her flashlight,
not afraid
because sometimes in the pitch of night
they'd lie on their backs
in the middle of the path
and look up until the stars came back
and when they did,
they'd reach their arms up to touch them
and did.”
Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere

Banana Yoshimoto
“That's the advantage of insomnia. People who go to be early always complain that the night is too short, but for those of us who stay up all night, it can feel as long as a lifetime. You get a lot done”
Banana Yoshimoto, N.P

Sarah J. Maas
“Night Triumphant- and the Stars Eternal.”
Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

Charlotte Eriksson
“6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
Blurred out lines
from hangovers
to coffee
Another vagabond
lost to love.

4am alone and on my way.
These are my finest moments.
I scrub my skin
to rid me from
you
and I still don’t know why I cried.
It was just something in the way you took my heart and rearranged my insides and I couldn’t recognise the emptiness you left me with when you were done. Maybe you thought my insides would fit better this way, look better this way, to you and us and all the rest.
But then you must have changed your mind
or made a wrong
because why did you
leave?

6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,
and I still don’t know which month it was then
or what day it is now.
I replace cafés with crowded bars and empty roads with broken bottles
and this town is healing me slowly but still not slow or fast enough because there’s no right way to do this.
There is no right way to do this.

There is no right way to do this.”
Charlotte Eriksson

Charlotte Eriksson
“I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organized drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive
or awake
however you choose to see it
and I live in my own flames
sometimes burning too bright and too wild
to make things last
or handle
myself or anyone else
and so I run.
run run run
far and wide
until my bones ache and lungs split
and it feels good.
Hear that people? It feels good
because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
and I wish to do with it exactly as I please”
Charlotte Eriksson

L.J. Smith
“Ash? Get bent and die.”
L.J. Smith, Daughters of Darkness

Margaret Atwood
“Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it’s heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.”
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale

Charlotte Eriksson
“So I am not a broken heart.
I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and if I were to be this empty I wanted something solid to sleep on. Like concrete.
I am not this year and I am not your fault.
I am muscles building cells, a little every day, because they broke that day,
but bones are stronger once they heal and I am smiling to the bus driver and replacing my groceries once a week and I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore.
I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life.
I am not your fault.”
Charlotte Eriksson

L.J. Smith
“I don't need to kill goats to say things. I CAN talk.”
L.J. Smith, Daughters of Darkness

“sleep is such a luxury, which i cant afford.”
Robin Sikarwar

Italo Calvino
“Don't be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my way of reading, and it is only in this way that reading proves fruitful to me. If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it. The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me, and of meaty reading, even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.”
Italo Calvino, If on a Winter's Night a Traveler

Sylvia Plath
“I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.”
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Brian Andreas
“We sat in the car
& the night dropped
down until the
only sounds were
the crickets &
the dance of our voices

& for a moment
the world became
small enough to
roll back & forth
between us.”
Brian Andreas, Hearing Voices - Volume 5: Collected Stories and Drawings

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