Aug. 28, 2024, 4:45 p.m.
In the quiet embrace of darkness, the world hushes, inviting introspection, mystery, and the gentle magic of the night. Nighttime has long been a source of inspiration for poets, philosophers, and dreamers, captivating hearts and minds with its serene beauty and enigmatic charm. In this curated collection, we explore 116 of the most poignant, inspiring, and thought-provoking nighttime quotes. Each quote is a window into the soul of the night, capturing its essence and the profound emotions it evokes. Whether you're a night owl seeking solace, a romantic gazing at the stars, or simply someone who appreciates the calm after a long day, these quotes will illuminate the quiet wonders of the nocturnal world.
1. “Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.” - Edgar Allan Poe
2. “That was the only decision there was once upon a time: what to do with the night.” - Harry Crews
3. “How did it get so late so soon?” - Dr. Seuss
4. “Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.” - Mahatma Gandhi
5. “This is night, Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this. ” - J.K. Rowling
6. “The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.” - Haruki Murakami
7. “And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day,Shall fold their tents like the Arabs,and silently steal away.” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
8. “The world is a giant eye, staring back at the stars. When it tires, it closes its lids--just as I am doing now--and gives way to dreams, which is why the night is so much more mysterious than the day.” - Sean Stewart
9. “It drains the bars and cafes after hours, concentrates the wicked and the guilty along its chipped Formica counter, and thrums with the gossip of criminals, policemen, shtarkers,and schlemiels, whores and night owls ... three or four floaters, solitaries, and drunks between benders lean against the sparkly resin counter, sucking the tea from their shtekelehs and working the calulations of their next big mistake.” - Michael Chabon
10. “Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it, Secretly possess you.” - Charles Hart
11. “It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.” - Stephen King
12. “Scarcely has night arrived to undeceive, unfurling her wings of crepe (wings drained even of the glimmer just now dying in the tree-tops); scarcely has the last glint still dancing on the burnished metal heights of the tall towers ceased to fade, like a still glowing coal in a spent brazier, which whitens gradually beneath the ashes, and soon is indistinguishable from the abandoned hearth, than a fearful murmur rises amongst them, their teeth chatter with despair and rage, they hasten and scatter in their dread, finding witches everywhere, and ghosts. It is night... and Hell will gape once more.” - Charles Nodier
13. “Night, which in Autumn seems to fall from the sky so suddenly, chilled us...” - Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly
14. “Bound, elbow to elbow, darkness and night entered the dwelling.” - Luis Buñuel
15. “Night is mine, together with a substantial part of the future.” - Nelly Kaplan
16. “Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark” - Isaac Bashevis Singer
17. “The habit is now confirmed in me of spending the greater part of the day in sleep, while by night I wander far and wide through the city under the sedative influence of a tincture which has become necessary to my life” - M.P. Shiel
18. “Viktor looked at the older man’s nightshirt, robe, and nightcap. His lips quirked into a smile. “The hour is late, and the household sleeps. How is it that you are still awake?”“I knew you would be knocking on the door sooner or later.” Pickles looked down his long nose at him. “You have passed the previous six nights with Her Ladyship.”“You are observant, my good man.”“No, Your Highness, I am the one who locks the door at night.” Pickles reached into his robe’s pocket and produced a key. He passed it to the prince, saying, “After tonight, let yourself into thehouse.”Viktor grinned at the majordomo and lifted the key out of his hand. “Your trust honors me.”“You are unlikely to abscond with the silver,” Pickles drawled.” - Patricia Grasso
19. “I can't give you the sunset, but I can give you the night.” - Erin McCarthy
20. “Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.” - Henry David Thoreau
21. “Whoever thinks of going to bed before twelve o'clock is a scoundrel.” - Samuel Johnson
22. “We sat in the car & the night droppeddown until the only sounds werethe crickets &the dance of our voices& for a momentthe world becamesmall enough toroll back & forth between us.” - Brian Andreas
23. “I love the silent hour of night,For blissful dreams may then arise,Revealing to my charmed sightWhat may not bless my waking eyes.” - Anne Brontë
24. “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
25. “For Death is the meaning of night;The eternal shadowInto which all lives must fall, All hopes expire.” - Cox, Michael
26. “When dawn comes, that memory gradually distances...Tonight, I will bring it to sleep with me, so that will not be taken away by the waves of the night...” - Ai Yazawa
27. “Down the hill I went, and then,I forgot the ways of men,For night-scents, heady and damp and coolWakened ecstasy ” - Sara Teasdale
28. “Life begins at night” - Charlaine Harris
29. “Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror.” - Guy de Maupassant
30. “Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.” - Poppy Z.Brite
31. “For, he (The Devil) observed, the issue of the great battle of Good and Evil had been otherwise settled, as he would presently show him. "It wants but a few moments of night," he continued, "and over this interval of twilight, as you know, I have been given complete control. Look to the West.("The Legend of Monte Del Diablo")” - Bret Harte
32. “There was a sky somewhere above the tops of the buildings, with stars and a moon and all the things there are in a sky, but they were content to think of the distant street lights as planets and stars. If the lights prevented you from seeing the heavens, then preform a little magic and change reality to fit the need. The street lights were now planets and stars and moon. ” - Hubert Selby Jr.
33. “I don’t want any of this. I just want to be what I was before you showed up here and all hell broke loose. I want to be popular and dating the hottest guy in school. Now I’m none of those things, and I’m a human who has scary visions and don’t know what to do about any of it.” - P.C. Cast
34. “When I did finally speak, I surprised myself by saying exactly what was on my mind. “You must hate me.”She stared a long time at me.I did,” she said slowly, “But it’s mostly myself I hate.”Don’t,” I said.And why the hell shouldn’t I hate myself? Everybody else hates me.” - Kristin Cast
35. “He's waiting for yu, young queen.'Shocked, I stared at Seoras. 'Heath?'The Warrior's look was wise and understanding - his voice gentle. 'Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is of your Guardian I speak.” - P.C. Cast
36. “There were once two sisterswho were not afriad of the darkbecause the dark was full of the other's voiceacross the room,because even when the night was thickand starlessthey walked home together from the riverseeing who could last the longestwithout turning on her flashlight,not afraidbecause sometimes in the pitch of nightthey'd lie on their backsin the middle of the pathand look up until the stars came backand when they did,they'd reach their arms up to touch themand did.” - Jandy Nelson
37. “The sky is already purple; the first few stars have appeared, suddenly, as if someone had thrown a handful of silver across the edge of the world.” - Alice Hoffman
38. “I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” - Sarah Williams
39. “Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.” - Roberto Bolaño
40. “Even on the poorest streets people could be heard laughing. Some of these streets were completely dark, like black holes, and the laughter that came from who knows where was the only sign, the only beacon that kept residents and strangers from getting lost.” - Roberto Bolaño
41. “No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.” - Edna St. Vincent Millay
42. “Crooked Warden, I will fear no darkness for the night is yours," muttered Locke, pointing the first two fingers of his left hand into the darkness. The Dagger of the Thirteenth, a thief's gesture against evil. "Your night is my cloak, my shield, my escape from those who hunt to feed the noose. I will fear no evil, for you have made the night my friend.""Bless the Benefactor," said Jean, squeezing Locke's left forearm. "Peace and profit to his children.” - Scott Lynch
43. “The summer demands and takes away too much. /But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes” - John Ashbery
44. “sleep is such a luxury, which i cant afford.” - Robin Sikarwar
45. “Down there the nights are bright and nobody believes in the Devil.” - Cornelia Funke
46. “Talon glanced wistfully at his drink as he debated what should take priority. 'Coffee… Daimons… Coffee… Daimons…” - Sherrilyn Kenyon
47. “Ceaseless as the interminable voices of the bell-cricket, all night till dawn my tears flow.” - Murasaki Shikibu
48. “The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole--- A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.--from "Insomniac", written April 1961” - Sylvia Plath
49. “It may well be on such a night of clouds and cruel colors that there is brought forth upon the earth such a portent as a respectable poet. You say you are a poet of law; I say you are a contradiction in terms. I only wonder there were not comets and earthquakes on the night you appeared in this garden.” - G.K. Chesterton
50. “White-crested waves crash on the shore. The masts sway violently, every which way. In the gray sky the gulls are circling like white flakes. Rain squalls blow past like gray slanting sails, and blue gaps open in the sky. The air brightens. A cold silvery evening. The moon is overhead, and down below, in the water; and all around it-a wide frame of old, hammered, scaly silver. Etched on the silver-silent black fishing boats, tiny black needles of masts, little black men casting invisible lines into the silver. And the only sounds are the occasional plashing of an oar, the creaking of an oarlock, the springlike leap and flip-flop of a fish. ("The North")” - Yevgeny Zamyatin
51. “The nights were long, like the braids of a pretty girl, and the days were short, like a girl's sense. ("The North")” - Yevgeny Zamyatin
52. “Pleasure is wild and sweet. She likes purple flowers. She loves the sun and the wind and the night sky. She carries a silver bowl full of liquid moonlight. She has a cat named Midnight with stars on his paws. Many people mistrust Pleasure, and even more misunderstand her. For a long time I could barely stand to be in ...the same room with her...” - J. Ruth Gendler
53. “I'm hungry for a juicy life. I lean out my window at night and I can taste it out there, just waiting for me.” - Brigid Lowry
54. “And all we feared inside the night / shows true in morning's biased light.” - Garth VonBuchholz
55. “Chin up, Ferdinand," I kept saying to myself, to keep up my courage. "What with being chucked out of everywhere, you're sure to find whatever it is that scares all those bastards so. It must be at the end of the night, and that's why they're so dead set against going to the end of the night.” - Louis-Ferdinand Celine
56. “I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.” - Kate Moss
57. “Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more defined, and gradually resolved into their familiar shapes. The rain came down, thick and fast; and pattered, noisily, among the leafless bushes.” - Charles Dickens
58. “I wanted what most people wanted—love, companionship.I wanted someone to touch. I wanted someone to touch me back.I wanted someone to laugh with, someone who would laugh with me, laugh at me.I wanted someone who looked and sawme . Not my power, not my position.I wanted someone to say my name. To call out, “Merit,” when it was time to go, or when we arrived.Someone who wanted to say to someone else, with pride, “I’m here with her. With Merit.”I wanted all those things. Indivisibly.But I didn’t want them from Morgan.” - Chloe Neill
59. “A lonely night is more profound then lonesome nights.” - Santosh Kalwar
60. “What would be frightening about me jumping out of the bush wearing a pig mask is not the sudden surprise, not me, and not the pig mask, but that the ordinary world had split open for a moment to reveal some possibility never previously considered.” - Peter Straub
61. “Soundlessly whispering into the void, my lips moving quickly, silently, without ceasing. Calling his name, calling him to me.Even though there's no use.Even though it's futile.Even though it's way past too late.” - Alyson Noel
62. “Outside, the sky was clear, stars gleaming in its ebony vastness like celestial fireflies. It was bitterly cold, and Hywel's every breath trailed after him in pale puffs of smoke. The glazed snow crackled underfoot as he started towards the great hall.” - Sharon Kay Penman
63. “that's because it's from the night, and the night keeps secrets” - Maggie Stiefvater
64. “Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, demanding tickets. "Pass through," she said when Deborah reached her. "We saw you coming." The wicket gate became a turnstile. Deborah pushed against it and there was no resistance, she was through. "What is it?" she asked. "Am I really here at last? Is this the bottom of the pool?" "It could be," smiled the woman. "There are so many ways. You just happened to choose this one." Other people were pressing to come through. They had no faces, they were only shadows. Deborah stood aside to let them by, and in a moment they had gone, all phantoms. "Why only now, tonight?" asked Deborah. "Why not in the afternoon, when I came to the pool?""It's a trick," said the woman. "You seize on the moment in time. We were here this afternoon. We're always here. Our life goes on around you, but nobody knows it. The trick's easier by night, that's all." "Am I dreaming, then?" asked Deborah."No," said the woman, "this isn't a dream. And it isn't death, either. It's the secret world." The secret world... It was something Deborah had always known, and now the pattern was complete. The memory of it, and the relief, were so tremendous that something seemed to burst inside her heart. "Of course..." she said, "of course..." and everything that had ever been fell into place. There was no disharmony. The joy was indescribable, and the surge of feeling, like wings about her in the air, lifted her away from the turnstile and the woman, and she had all knowledge. That was it - the invasion of knowledge. ("The Pool")” - Daphne du Maurier
65. “Day or night, good or bad…all things from within.” - T.F. Hodge
66. “Naktis kybojo virš žemės, aštri kaip durklas, girta kaip pamišėlė.” - Henry Miller
67. “When I look out on such a night as this, I feel as if there could be neither wickedness nor sorrow in the world; and there certainly would be less of both if the sublimity of Nature were more attended to, and people were carried more out of themselves by contemplating such a scene.” - Jane Austen
68. “You deicde, and you make our night what you want. Brilliant and ours. Stupid and theirs.” - Arthur Phillips
69. “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
70. “The house seemed so different at night. Everything was in its correct place, of course, but somehow the furniture seemed more angular and the pictures on the wall more one-dimensional. She remembered somebody saying that at night we are all strangers, even to ourselves, and this struck her as being true.” - Alexander McCall Smith
71. “There is a dead spot in the night, that coldest, blackest time when the world has forgotten evening and dawn is not yet a promise. A time when it is far too early to arise, but so late that going to bed makes small sense.” - Robin Hobb
72. “At night the sky is pure astronomy.” - Nicole Krauss
73. “From the floor, I see the tops of the Philadelphia skyline out of her window. Staring at it, I realize that the night sky isn't really black, which is the way I've always thought of it. It's actually a dark shade of blue, the darkest possible.” - Siobhan Vivian
74. “Magic of the nights is always much impressive than the magic of the days! ~” - Mehmet Murat ildan
75. “As he took them in his arms, the crying of the babies permeated the night like a trail of blood calling out to a predator.” - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
76. “Anyone who has learned the Quran and holds it lovingly in his heart will 'value his nights when people are asleep, his days when people are given to excess, his grief when people are joyful, his weeping when people laugh, his silence when people chatter and his humility when people are arrogant'. In other words every moment of life will be precious to him, and he should therefore be 'gentle', never harsh nor quarrelsome, 'nor one who makes a clamour in the market nor one who is quick to anger'.” - Ibn Mas'ud
77. “You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought.” - Peter S. Beagle
78. “It was getting dark by the time I went out, and nobody who knows the country will need to be told how black is the darkness of a November night under high laurel bushes and yew-trees. I walked into the heart of the shrubberies two or three times, not seeing a step before me, till I came out upon the broader carriage-road, where the trees opened a little, and there was a faint grey glimmer of sky visible, under which the great limes and elms stood darkling like ghosts; but it grew black again as I approached the corner where the ruins lay. ("The Open Door")” - Margaret Oliphant
79. “I am the eye that beholds... And I am the dreamer that paints the stars in the night sky... For I am the one they call artist, and you call Love.” - Solange nicole
80. “Night does not show things, it suggests them. It disturbes and surprises us with its strangeness. It liberates forces within us which are dominated by our reason during the daytime.” - Brassaï
81. “Night sometimes lends such tragic assistance to catastrophe.” - Victor Hugo
82. “all those nights with the phone warming the side of my face like the sun.” - Warsan Shire
83. “Thanks, Pepe. You've put an extra night into my life. I would have spent it just sleeping like an ox, but I've lived it instead. I'm grateful.” - Manuel Vázquez Montalbán
84. “The thing, whatever it was - and no one was ever sure afterwards whether it was a dream or a fit or what - happened at that peculiar hour before dawn when human vitality is at its lowest ebb. The Blue Hour they sometimes call it, l'heure bleue - the ribbon of darkness between the false dawn and the true, always blacker than all the rest of the night has been before it. Criminals break down and confess at that hour; suicides nerve themselves for their attempts; mists swirl in the sky; and - according to the old books of the monks and the hermits - strange, unholy shapes brood over the sleeping rooftops.At any rate, it was at this hour that her screams shattered the stillness of that top-floor apartment overlooking the Pare Monceau. Curdling, razor-edged screams that slashed through the thick bedroom door. ("I'm Dangerous Tonight")” - Cornell Woolrich
85. “Por la noche los pensamientos tienen la desagradable costumbre de escapar de su correa y correr libremente.” - Stephen King
86. “You know you love him when you can't sleep at night and get up early to talk to him the next morning.” - Kayla Carson
87. “A raging, glowering full moon had come up, was peering down over the side of the sky well above the patio.That was the last thing she saw as she leaned for a moment, inert with fatigue, against the doorway of the room in which her child lay. Then she dragged herself in to topple headlong upon the bed and, already fast asleep, to circle her child with one protective arm, moving as if of its own instinct.Not the meek, the pallid, gentle moon of home. This was the savage moon that had shone down on Montezuma and Cuauhtemoc, and came back looking for them now. The primitive moon that had once looked down on terraced heathen cities and human sacrifices. The moon of Anahuac. ("The Moon Of Montezuma")” - Cornell Woolrich
88. “Now the moon of the Aztecs is at the zenith, and all the world lies still. Full and white, the white of bones, the white of a skull; blistering the center of the sky well with its throbbing, not touching it on any side. Now the patio is a piebald place of black and white, burning in the downward-teeming light. Not a leaf moves, not a petal falls, in this fierce amalgam. ("The Moon Of Montezuma")” - Cornell Woolrich
89. “On hands and knees the figure comes pacing along beside the wall that flanks the patio, lithe, sinuous, knife in mouth perpendicular to its course. In moonlight and out of it, as each successive archway of the portico circles high above it, comes down to join its support, and is gone again to the rear.The moon is a caress on supple skin. The moon of Anahuac understands, the moon is in league, the moon will not betray. ("The Moon of Montezuma")” - Cornell Woolrich
90. “Aren’t all fairy tales based in fact? You yourself are supposed to be nothing more than a myth.Pandora’s box is a story parents read to their children at night,” she countered. “That means life itself is afairy tale. Like the characters, we all live and love and search for a happily-ever-after.” - Gena Showalter
91. “Through the night we drove in a tangle of waking and sleeping, nightmares from hell and holy white dreams.” - Glenda Millard
92. “That night was a dark day. Of course, all nights are dark days, because night is simply a badly lit version of day, ...” - Lemony Snicket
93. “We should live, my Lesbia, and loveAnd value all the talk of stricterOld men at a single penny.Suns can set and rise again;For us, once our brief light has set,There's one unending night for sleeping.Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred,Then another thousand, then a second hundred,Then still another thousand, then a hundred;Then, when we've made many thousands,We'll muddle them so as not to knowOr lest some villain overlook usKnowing the total of our kisses.(Translated by Guy Lee)” - Catullus
94. “Black as night and as beautiful as forever.” - Stephen King
95. “I won't let that night ruin you forever." But it did, it broke me into a million pieces and blew them away in the wind, like crumbled leaves.” - Jessica Sorensen
96. “Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.” - Dejan Stojanovic
97. “Will the day tell its secret Before it disappears, Becomes timeless night.” - Dejan Stojanovic
98. “I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.” And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster.” - Paul Hoffman
99. “They said a lot of things to each other that night, but nothing that involved words.” - Michael Grant Fear
100. “War is like night, she said. It covers everything.” - Elie Wiesel
101. “Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.” - David Almond
102. “...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid dream of being with you...” - John Geddes
103. “It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader.” - Fyodor Dostoevsky
104. “Now the evening's at its noon, its meridian. The outgoing tide has simmered down, and there's a lull-like the calm in the eye of a hurricane - before the reverse tide starts to set in.The last acts of the three-act plays are now on, and the after-theater eating places are beginning to fill up with early comers; Danny's and Lindy's - yes, and Horn & Hardart too. Everybody has got where they wanted to go - and that was out somewhere. Now everybody will want to get back where they came from - and that's home somewhere. Or as the coffee-grinder radio, always on the beam, put it at about this point: 'New York, New York, it's a helluva town, The Bronx is up, the Battery's down, And the people ride around in a hole in the ground.Now the incoming tide rolls in; the hours abruptly switch back to single digits again, and it's a little like the time you put your watch back on entering a different time zone. Now the buses knock off and the subway expresses turn into locals and the locals space themselves far apart; and as Johnny Carson's face hits millions of screens all at one and the same time, the incoming tide reaches its crest and pounds against the shore. There's a sudden splurge, a slew of taxis arriving at the hotel entrance one by one as regularly as though they were on a conveyor belt, emptying out and then going away again.Then this too dies down, and a deep still sets in. It's an around-the-clock town, but this is the stretch; from now until the garbage-grinding trucks come along and tear the dawn to shreds, it gets as quiet as it's ever going to get.This is the deep of the night, the dregs, the sediment at the bottom of the coffee cup. The blue hours; when guys' nerves get tauter and women's fears get greater. Now guys and girls make love, or kill each other or sometimes both. And as the windows on the 'Late Show' title silhouette light up one by one, the real ones all around go dark. And from now on the silence is broken only by the occasional forlorn hoot of a bogged-down drunk or the gutted-cat squeal of a too sharply swerved axle coming around a turn. Or as Billy Daniels sang it in Golden Boy: While the city sleeps, And the streets are clear, There's a life that's happening here.("New York Blues")” - Cornell Woolrich
105. “Soli fjella, glein og glatt,fjell står att og stengjer …Alt er tagna. Ned kjem nattpå breie, svarte vengjer,då vaknar dulde strengjer.Og Sátan kjem med all sin her,og Himmelørn og Herrens vêr,og angest-orm,og eld og storm,og lògen stri’r som villast,og det er natt som stillast.” - Olav Aukrust
106. “Midnight"The hours glide Like drops of water on a window pane Midnight silence Fear unrolls in the air And the wind hides at the bottom of the well OH It's a leaf We think the earth is going to end Time stirs in the shadow Everyone is asleep A SIGH Inside the house someone has just died” - Vicente Huidobro
107. “In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realization taht the companion of night is not another night, that the companion of night is day, that darkness always gives way to light, and that death rules only half of creation, life the other half.” - Dean Koontz
108. “I've never really understood why people sleep. Wasting a third of your life and becoming vulnerable for almost 8 hours every night. Doesn't seem very appealing to me.” - Banksy
109. “He was in a fairy kingdom where everything was possible.He looked up at the sky. And the sky was a fairy realm like the earth. It was clearing, and over the tops of the trees clouds were swiftly sailing as if unveiling the stars.” - Leo Tolstoy
110. “This day I ceased to plead. I was no longer capable of lamentation. On the contrary, I felt very strong. I was the accuser, God the accused.” - Elie Wiesel
111. “Rather nice night, after all. Stars are out and everything. Exceptionally tasty assortment of them.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald
112. “A night without stars is a night wasted.” - Mehmet Murat ildan
113. “I've always felt that distant train whistles heard in the dead of night are the universe's way of letting us know the best days are neither ahead nor behind us...they're happening right now, cradled in the palms of our hands. But that doesn't change the fact that the whiskey, weed, and romance eventually runs out and the night will soon turn to day.” - Dave Matthes
114. “In the dark behind the glare of the television, like a mannequin behind it, I could see a silhouette and it wasn’t moving. It was maybe six foot high with its shoulders hunched and I blinked to make sure it was real. The TV fuzzed grey and white and black and I had a lump in my throat that I couldn’t swallow away. “Rory” I whispered. Clawing out gently beneath the duvet cover, reaching for his hand. But I couldn’t find it. And he didn’t answer.” - Kate Chisman
115. “The peaceful splendour of the night healed again. The moon was now past the meridian and travelling down the west. It was at its full, and very bright, riding through the empty blue sky.” - H. G. Wells
116. “Les hommes sensibles préfèrent sortir le soir au matin, la nuit au jour, et la beauté des femmes mûres à celle des jeunes filles.” - Paul Léautaud