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.
There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.
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.
Drink up my honey eyes, Kiss them shut every night, And be my 'one' all my life.
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.
She prayed for that all through the night, uncertain to Whom or what, but with a feeling that almost resembled faith.
Instant gratification is like instant coffee, only it won’t keep you up all night.
The sun would be better than a flashlight, except it doesn’t work at night. It probably needs to recharge its batteries from running all day.
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.
