Quotes about Night
lights twinkled in little casements; which lights, as the casements darkened, and more stars came out, seemed to have shot up into the sky instead of having been extinguished
- Charles Dickens
Rarely did that hour of the evening come, rarely did I wake at night, rarely did I look up at the moon, or stars, or watch the falling rain, or hear the wind, but I thought of his solitary figure toiling on, poor pilgrim, and recalled the words: "I'm a-going to seek her, fur and wide. If any hurt should come to me, remember that the last words I left for her was, 'My unchanged love is with my darling child, and I forgive her!
- Charles Dickens
Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity.
- Charles Spurgeon
Stars are not praised for shining during the day, but at night.
- Matshona Dhliwayo
This dark brightness that falls from the stars.
- Pierre Corneille
Eternity to the godly is a day that has no sunset; eternity to the wicked is a night that has no sunrise.
- Thomas Watson
The long black nights, when the moon hides her face, when the stars are afraid, are not so black. The silence that dwells in the forest is not so black. There is nothing in the world so black as thy hair.
- Oscar Wilde
What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
- Cormac McCarthy
The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it.
- Cormac McCarthy
The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.
- Cormac McCarthy
In the beginning always was nothing. The novae exploding silently. In total darkness. The stars, the passing comets. Everything at best of alleged being. Black fires. Like the fires of hell. Silence. Nothingness. Night. Black Suns herding the planets through a universe where the concept of space was meaningless for want of any end to it. For want of any concept to stand it against.
- Cormac McCarthy
Night fell upon them dark and starblown and the wagon grew swollen near mute with dew. On their chairs in such black immobility these travelers could have been stone figures quarried from the architecture of an older time.
- Cormac McCarthy