“The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.”
“A region where grey twilight ever descends, never falls on wide sagegreen pasturefields, shedding her dusk, scattering a perennial dew of stars.”
“Dreading dusk, fearing night, praying for dawn.”
“Dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun.”
“he said that in an case the past was little more than a dream and its force in the world was greatly exaggerated. for the world was made each day and it was only men's clinging to its vanished husks that could make of that world one husk more”
“Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.”