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And again the dread of the night came on him. He was a net-work of nerves, and when he was not braced up to work, and so full of energy: or when he was not listening-in, and so utterly neuter: then he was haunted by anxiety and a sense of dangerous, impending void. He was afraid. And Connie could keep the fear off him, if she would. But it was obvious she wouldn't, she wouldn't.
- DH Lawrence
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! from Strophe 21, Song of Myself
- Walt Whitman
But a cluster containing night's darkness and blood-dripping wounds, And psalms of the dead.
- Walt Whitman
Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul.
- Walt Whitman
Shake out carols! Solitary here, the night's carols! Carols of lonesome love! death's carols! Carols under that lagging, yellow, waning moon! O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea! O reckless despairing carols.
- Walt Whitman
The myth of heaven indicates peace and night. The myth of heaven indicates the soul; The soul is always beautiful . . . it appears more or it appears less . . . it comes or lags behind
- Walt Whitman
Some nights in the midst of this loneliness I swung among the scattered stars at the end of the thin thread of faith alone.
- Wendell Berry
If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal, — that is your success.
- Henry David Thoreau
I loved my family, but that night in the car I hit the wall of the reality of relationships in a fallen world.
- Timothy Lane
They take their punishment so well, so cheerfully: I go out with an adder in my heart, and an asp in my tongue, and every night I sow thorns in the garden of my soul.
- Oscar Wilde
They walked softly, as men do instinctively at night. The lamp cast fantastic shadows on the wall and staircase. A rising wind made some of the windows rattle.
- Oscar Wilde
I shall write it in my diary to-night What? That a burnt child loves the fire
- Oscar Wilde