Night Quotes

The day in his hotness, The strife with the palm; The night in her silence, The stars in their calm.

Matthew Arnold

There is no drop more loved by God than a teardrop that falls in the dark of the night from fear of God, meant solely for Him and no one else.

al-Baqir, Muhammad

Art is always aimed (like a rifle, if you wish) at the middle class. The working class has its own culture and will have no truck with fanciness of any kind. The upper class owns the world and thus needs know no more about the world than is necessary for its orderly exploitation. The notion that art cuts across class boundaries to stir the hearts of hoe hand and Morgan alike is, at best, a fiction useful to the artist, his Hail Mary. It is the poor puzzled bourgeoisie that is sufficiently uncertain, sufficiently hopeful, to pay attention to art. It follows (as the night the day) that the bourgeoisie should get it in the neck.

Donald Barthelme

Ah! when shall it dawn on the night of the grave!

James Beattie

But when shall spring visit the mouldering urn? Oh when shall it dawn on the night of the grave?

James Beattie

Look at the ocean! Never seen anything like that! What? A sail? A fin? Smoke? The light is sunk. Pah! We all knew that. There was a bit left. The base. Yes. And now? All gone. No gulls? Gulls! And the horizon? Nothing on the horizon? What in God's name could there be on the horizon? (Pause.) The waves, how are the waves? The waves? (He turns the telescope on the waves.) Lead. And the sun? Zero. But it should be sinking. Look again. Damn the sun. Is it night already then? No. Then what is it? Gray. (Lowering the telescope, turning towards Hamm, louder.) Gray! (Pause. Still louder.) GRRAY! (Pause. He gets down, approaches Hamm from behind, whispers in his ear.) Gray! Did I hear you say gray? Light black. From pole to pole.

Samuel Beckett

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? (Calmer.) They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

Samuel Beckett

I begin my work at about nine or ten o'clock in the evening and continue until four or five in the morning. Night is a more quiet time to work. It aids thought.

Alexander Graham Bell

For the women who mourn their dead in the secret night, For the children taught to keep quiet, the old children, The children spat-on at school. For the wrecked laboratory, The gutted house, the dunged picture, the pissed-in well The naked corpse of Knowledge flung in the square And no man lifting a hand and no man speaking.

Stephen Vincent Bent

We heard the shots in the night But nobody knew next day what the trouble was And a man must go to his work. So I didn't see him For three days, then, and me near out of my mind And all the patrols on the streets with their dirty guns And when he came back, he looked drunk, and the blood was on him.

Stephen Vincent Bent

The short winters day was drawing to a close. It seems to me sometimes that these are the only days I have ever known, and especially that most charming moment of all, just before night wipes them out.

Samuel Beckett

I have always been amazed at my contemporaries lack of finesse, I whose soul writhed from morning to night, in the mere quest of itself.

Samuel Beckett

For him no silver cressets shed their light, No eager joy-bells sounded through the night From city minster, or from village tower; No loud "hurrahs," sent from deep-chested men, Lifted the midnight mist from off the glen In celebration of his natal hour.

John Stanyan Bigg

My soul has gained the freedom of the night.

Elizabeth (Asquith) Bibesco

It is a view of God that compensates every thing else, and enables the soul to rest in His bosom. How, when the child in the night screams with terror, hearing sounds that it knows not of, is that child comforted and put to rest? Is it by a philosophical explanation that the sounds were made by the rats in the partition? Is it by imparting entomological knowledge? No; it is by the mother taking the child in her lap, and singing sweetly to it, and rocking it. And the child thinks nothing of the explanation, but only of the mother.

Henry Ward Beecher

May we feel after Thee; still calling out in the darkness, as children waking in the night call "Father," so may we call out for God; and, at times, even if we do not hear Thy voice, may there be the form of a hand resting upon us, and that shall be enough; for we shall take hold of it, though it be in the dark, and it shall guide us to the growing light; for the day shall come, and the release and triumph.

Henry Ward Beecher

That I grow sour, who only lack delight; That I descend to sneer, who only grieve; That from my depth I should condemn your height, That with my blame my mockery you receive Huntress and splendor of the woodland night Diana of this world, do not believe.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

In soft deluding lies let fools delight. A shadow marks our days, which end in Night.

Joseph Hilaire Pierre Ren Belloc

I am a believer in unconscious cerebration. The brain is working all the time, though we do not know it. At night it follows up what we think in the daytime. When I have worked a long time on one thing, I make it a point to bring all the facts regarding it together before I retire; I have often been surprised at the results... We are thinking all the time; it is impossible not to think.

Alexander Graham Bell

Say anything you want against The Seventh Seal. My fear of death this infantile fixation of mine was, at that moment, overwhelming. I felt myself in contact with death day and night, and my fear was tremendous. When I finished the picture, my fear went away. I have the feeling simply of having painted a canvas in an enormous hurry with enormous pretension but without any arrogance. I said, 'Here is a painting; take it, please.'

Ingmar Bergman

The dialogue is laughably cheesy throughout, but perhaps that's part of Basic Instinct's appeal. In fact, there are times when the film comes close to achieving a status where it's so bad it becomes entertaining. ... If you're looking for an intelligent thriller with real characters, Basic Instinct will seem like a fraud. If, on the other hand, you don't care whether the story makes sense and all you're in search of are cheap thrills and naked bodies, the movie delivers. Then again, so does a lot of Cinemax's late night programming.

James Berardinelli

I was born about a quarter of a mile from where we are sitting now and I was here in London during the Blitz. And every night I went down into the shelter. 500 people killed, my brother was killed, my friends were killed. And when the Charter of the UN was read to me, I was a pilot coming home in a troop ship: 'We the peoples of the United Nations determined to save succeeding generations from the scourge of war, which twice in our lifetime has brought untold sorrow to mankind.' That was the pledge my generation gave to the younger generation and you tore it up. And it's a war crime that's been committed in Iraq, because there is no moral difference between a stealth bomber and a suicide bomber. Both kill innocent people for political reasons.

Anthony Neil Wedgwood Benn

All quiet along the Potomac to-night, No sound save the rush of the river, While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead The picket s off duty forever.

Ethel Lynn Beers

For a young man, sleep is a sure solvent of distress. There whirls not for him in the night any so hideous phantasmagoria as will not become, in the clarity of the next morning, a spruce procession for him to lead. Brief the vague horror of his awakening; memory sweeps back to him, and he sees nothing dreadful after all. "Why not?" is the suns bright message to him, and "Why not indeed?" his answer.

Sir Henry Maximilian Beerbohm
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