Quotes
Quotes about Night
By the margin of fair Zurich's waters
Dwelt a youth, whose fond heart, night and day,
For the fairest of fair Zurich's daughters
In a dream of love melted away.
Note 3.Beaumont and Fletcher: The Knight of the Burning Pestle, act i. sc. 3.
Night, having Sleep, the brother of Death.
For full indeed is earth of woes, and full the sea; and in the day as well as night diseases unbidden haunt mankind, silently bearing ills to men, for all-wise Zeus hath taken from them their voice. So utterly impossible is it to escape the will of Zeus.
Agesilaus being invited once to hear a man who admirably imitated the nightingale, he declined, saying he had heard the nightingale itself.
About Pontus there are some creatures of such an extempore being that the whole term of their life is confined within the space of a day; for they are brought forth in the morning, are in the prime of their existence at noon, grow old at night, and then die.
Were I a nightingale, I would act the part of a nightingale; were I a swan, the part of a swan.
Accustom him to everything, that he may not be a Sir Paris, a carpet-knight, but a sinewy, hardy, and vigorous young man.
Night's black mantle covers all alike.
In every hedge and ditch both day and night
We fear our death, of every leafe affright.
Soft carpet-knights, all scenting musk and amber.
Now had Aurora displayed her mantle over the blushing skies, and dark night withdrawn her sable veil.
In the night all cats are gray.
And the rain was upon the earth forty days and forty nights.
The Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud, to lead them the way; and by night in a pillar of fire.
Night, when deep sleep falleth on men.
Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge.
A thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
Watchman, what of the night?
The night cometh when no man can work.
...to be acutely conscious is a disease, a real, honest-to-goodnes disease." My debauchery I undertook solitarily, by night, covertly, fearfully, filthily, with a shame that would not abandon me... I was then already bearing the underground in my soul.
"O Goddess born! escape by timely flight, the Flames and horrors of this fatal night. The Foes already have possess'd the Wall. Troy nods from high, and totters to her fall." -Hector's Ghost
On atheism: I see it as a divinely bestowed state of other emptiness, a sort of dark night of the soul, into which the ultimate effulgence will rush unaware, and the unfaith become faith
I am near the end of the wine, but out there, the big wine is being poured â thin, slow, grey. Never more shall I taste the oncoming of this particular darkness. But I shall not be sorry to go. I am not seduced to this life by the dainty lusts, clothed in cold green and clean linen, of an English spring. If you plunge into that dark there, you will emerge at length into a raging sun and all the fabled islands of my East. And that is what I shall be doing tonight, off like a bird. Letâs dwell a space on the irony of a poetâs desperately winging out the last of his sweetness while the corrosives closed in.
