Sarcasm is wasted on those who haven’t had a decent night’s sleep, my darling.
A marriage of two independent and equally irritable intelligences seems to me reckless to the point of insanity.
...the child trying not to appear as a child, of the strenuousness with which she tried to present the face of a convincing adult.
We still counted happiness and health and love and luck and beautiful children as "ordinary blessings.
Medicine, I have reason since to notice more than once, remains an imperfect art.
For 'Fright Night,' we really want to convey the fun attitude of the movie and show the intensity of Colin Farrell as a predator. He's not a brooding vampire - he's dark and dangerous.
What's more unnerving than magnetism, ghosts, and unpurified water? Gadgetmongers who purport to protect us from metaphysical monsters that go bump in the New Age night.
I get her to school, we do homework at night, and at this age, their social calendars are really quite hectic. She's not driving yet, so I end up chauffeuring her around.
Writers are often alone when they work. Hours pass in silence as one long moment; light fades as day turns back to face the coming night.
And Shanghai is amazing. I'm a fan of science fiction so when you're there in the night with all the lights and all this modernity, it's like a set in a movie.
My buddies are like, 'You live the most amazing life!' Well, I'm working like a dog. I come home most nights and pass out on the couch.
Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatred, the continuance of hatred turns malice.
The greatest players use anger as fuel. Michael Jordan played every night with something like road rage.
People are surprised at how down-to-earth I am. I like to stay home on Friday nights and listen to 'The Art of Happiness' by the Dalai Lama.
She harbored the childhood presumption that the truly scary things could only find her in the night.
The night sky made her feel infinite before she knew the word.
We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.
If it’s reality you want, I suggest you look out the window.
As night falls silently all around, She carefully turns the last page.
Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.
Night was fading over the fields as if the rain had washed the darkness out of the hem of its garment.
