Find my hand in the darkness, intertwined you will be the day to my night. We can share wings and take flight towards our own inner light.
Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
They were perfectly suited. They would speak of books the livelong day and night and bore everyone else but themselves to distraction.
Nobody special had come around to replace Duane, and she was moping, going to bed alone every night with a box of Velveeta and a fork.
I've always liked the moonless night best. It's easier to say things in the dark. It's easier to be yourself.
But even then I knew how it was going to be, I could feel the coming silence in the long, poisonous pauses that expanded as the night progressed.
. . . finally, I couldn't imagine how I could live without books, and I stopped dreaming about marrying that Chinese prince. . . .
See? This is why I'm not religious. I couldn't possibly keep my mouth shut long enough to get along with everyone else.
Men who want to get married propose. You don’t need to read the signs. They propose and that’s the sign.
In vogue and cosmopolitan they clutch their Pomeranians and walk among the millionaires or watch from swayback steamer chairs
Thunder and blood and night must usurp our parts, to complete and make up the catastrophe of this great piece.
he was one of those diplomats who like and know how to work, and, despite his laziness, he occasionally spent nights at his desk.
So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.
Even in the darkest clouds There are specks of joy Out of the darkness Comes light Just as day Always follows night
At last the magic caught, and she managed to vault clumsily onto it before it trundled into the night sky as gracefully as a duck with one wing missing.
My werewolf ... my second skin ... When the moon is on the rise, I go naked into night. I am never dressed to kill.
I found a bra in a bar. Guess when? Anagram Night! It’s the one day of the year that’s truly for lovers. It’s also for a solver.
The morning came pouring down on my night, but luckily I was able to convert my erection into an umbrella.
It’s times like these, in the middle of the night, that I wonder about the wisdom of nicknaming Florida “The Sunshine State.
The best way to prepare for a night out with a Shakespearean tragedy is to do a bit of reading up in the afternoon, eat a light supper - perhaps Welsh rarebit - and then arrive early to do some stretching exercises in the foyer before curtain-up.
I knew that my staying up would not change the election result if I were defeated, while if elected I had a hard day ahead of me. So I thought a night's rest was best in any event.
