Night Quotes - Page 37

Man preys on man; and you mourn for the idle tapestry that decorated a gothic pillar, and the dronish bell that summoned the fat priest to prayer. You mourn for the empty pageant of a name, when slavery flaps her wing, ... Why is our fancy to be appalled by terrific perspectives of a hell beyond the grave? - Hell stalks abroad; - the lash resounds on the slave's naked sides; and the sick wretch, who can no longer earn the sour bread of unremitting labour, steals to a ditch to bid the world a long good night.

You can sit right on my middle finger for the night

Last night, it was so cold, the flashers in New York were only describing themselves.

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.

For my heart is always with Him, day and night it thinks unceasingly of its heavenly and divine Friend, to whom it wants to prove its affection. Also within it arises this desire: not to die, but to suffer long, to suffer for God, to give Him its life while praying for poor sinners.

I had crazy experience when I was talking to voters at the Nevada caucus the other night in Vegas. Voter after voter after voter, these are Republican primary voters, caucus goers, saying I don`t listen to Fox anymore. I can`t trust Fox anymore. I`m over them. And these were all [Donald] Trump supporters who he had successfully sort of pried their trust away from the thing they have been trusting for years.

I have a problem, if the light goes on on TV and it blinks midnight, I don't know how to fix it.

Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered.

Do what you do. This Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, New Year's Eve, Twelfth Night, Valentine's Day, Mardi Gras, St. Paddy's Day, and every day henceforth. Just do what you do. Live out your life and your traditions on your own terms. If it offends others, so be it. That's their problem.

I don't like going out. I hate clubs. I hate being around too many people.

I feel like a million tonight - but one at a time.

I let a friend set me up on a blind date. It was a disaster. She ended up being a burn victim. By the end of the night.

Night is a more quiet time to work. It aids thought.

Amid the moon and the stars, amid the clouds of the night, amid the hills which bordered on the sky with their magnificent silhouette of pointed cedars, amid the speckled patches of the moon, amid the temple buildings that emerged sparkling white out of the surrounding darkness - amid all this, I was intoxicated by the pellucid beauty of Uiko's treachery.

In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.

A beaver is about like the ninjas the suckers only work at night and they're hard to find.

You know, I’ve had a really wonderful night tonight. I got to tell Kyrian and Julian that Valerius is in town and spent, oh I don’t know, three, four hours trying to keep them from going after the Roman. Then, just when I could relax and do my job, I find out there are Daimons in the swamp and no Talon to kill them. And why wasn’t Talon here? Because Tarzan was swinging off a balcony to save Jane from Cheetah. Now all I can do is stand here and say, next fiasco, please, right this way. (Acheron)

Seize the outpost K5 with your knight, and you can go to sleep. Checkmate will come by itself.

I had nightmares about what Poseidon might turn me into if I were on the verge of death-plankton maybe." -Percy Jackson

The sky hides the night behind it and shelters the people beneath from the horror that lies above.

When I met you last night baby Before you opened up your gap I had respect for ya lady But now I take it all back

I don't do the whole L.A. nightlife thing.

I do one sit up a day. I get up in the morning, that's the first half. I lay down at night, that's the second half.

I grew up in a small town with a very small library. But the books in the library opened a large place in my heart. It is the place where stories live. And those stories have been informing my days, comforting my nights, and extending possibilities ever since. If that library had not been there, if the books - such as they were - had not been free, my world would be poor, even today.

If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely.