The longest way must have its close,—the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.
Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows’ Eve.
Wait until it is night before saying that it has been a fine day.
By night an atheist half believes in a God.
“Have you ever heard of the hour of the wolf?” – “No.” – “My father told me about it. It’s the time between 3:00 and 4:00 in the morning. You can’t sleep, and all you can see is the troubles and the problems and the ways that your life should’ve gone but didn’t. All you […]
Breathe deep, the gathering gloom. Watch lights fade from every room. Bedsitter people look back in lament, Another day’s useless energies spent. Impassioned lovers wrestle as one. Lonely man cries for love and has none. New mother picks up and suckles her son. Senior citizens wish they were young. Cold hearted orb that rules the […]
Blessed is the person who is too busy to worry in the daytime and too sleepy to worry at night.
Red sky at night shepherds delight.
Thou shalt ever joy at eventide if thou spend the day fruitfully.
Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.