Night Quotes

No sight that human eyes can look upon is more provocative of awe than is the night sky scattered thick with stars.

Llewelyn Powys

Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night.

Friedrich Nietzsche

The thought of suicide is a powerful solace: by means of it one gets through many a bad night

Friedrich Nietzsche

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.

Francis Quarles

It is a good rule never to see or talk to the man whose words have wrung your heart, or helped it, just as it is wise not to look down too closely at the luminous glow which sometimes shines on your path on a summer night, if you would not see the ugly worm below.

Rebecca H. Davis

Night's darkness is the bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.

Rabindranath Tagore

On life's journey faith is nourishment, virtuous deeds are a shelter, wisdom is the light by day and right mindfulness is the protection by night. If a man lives a pure life, nothing can destroy him.


The old idea of a composer suddenly having a terrific idea and sitting up all night to write it is nonsense. Nighttime is for sleeping.

Benjamin Britten

Every man has a right to a Saturday night bath

Lyndon B. Johnson

The Irish believe that fairies are extremely fond of good wine. The proof of the assertion is that in the olden days royalty would leave a keg of wine out for them at night. Sure enough, it was always gone in the morning.

Irish Folklore

When night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

John Milton

Does the bowl in the garden mock nature when night after night green frogs gather to prove it a pool? Who says you canĂ­t make a pond out of a bowl?

Han Yu

I thank God, whom I serve from my forefathers with pure conscience, that without ceasing I have remembrance of thee in my prayers night and day. (2 Timothy 1:3)


"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."

Crowfoot (Blackfoot)

How deep our sleep last night in the mountains here, beneath the trees and stars, hushed by solemn-sounding waterfalls and many small soothing voices in sweet accord whispering peace! And our first pure mountain day, warm, calm, cloudless, -- how immeasurable it seems, how serenely wild! I can scarcely remember its beginning. Along the river, over the hills, in the ground, in the sky, spring work is going on with joyful enthusiasm, new life, new beauty, unfolding, unrolling in glorious exuberant extravagance, -- new birds in their nests, new winged creatures in the air, and new leaves, new flowers, spreading, shining, rejoicing everywhere.

John Muir
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