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And it was darkSo dark at nightAnd we held on to each otherLike brother to brotherWe promised our mo...

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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning...

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. . . a wind howling began, which seemed to form all over the country, as far as the imagination cou...

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When I finally lie down, I find sleep elusive. The same thoughts that trouble me during the day are ...

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One thing that I tell people all the time is, 'I'm not going to answer a call from you after nine o'...

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For, he (The Devil) observed, the issue of the great battle of Good and Evil had been otherwise sett...

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I've had quite a lot of luck with dreams. I've often awoken in the night with a phrase or even a who...

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I have long thought that anyone who does not regularly - or ever - gaze up and see the wonder and gl...

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There open up, deep inside a city, reflected streets, streets which are double, make-believe streets...

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Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.

By night the skyscraper looms in the smoke and the stars and has a soul.

As he took them in his arms, the crying of the babies permeated the night like a trail of blood call...

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There's a line I have that our family was designed more for public than for private. But there are d...

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It's nice to know you have support. Last night I got a marriage proposal. I just laughed.

Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank yo...

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Cassandra ClareClockwork Prince

I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,...

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Il était tard; ainsi qu'une médaille neuveLa pleine lune s'étalait,Et la solennité de la nuit, comme...

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Ithink that theworld should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, justcats andrain, rain and...

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Charles BukowskiBetting on the Muse: Poems and Stories

since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to ligh...

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I know that some nightin some bedroomsoonmy fingers willriftthroughsoft cleanhairsongs such as no ra...

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Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of n...

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At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance...

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Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of...

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Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night: too serene for the companionship of...

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Who made me laugh when I was growing was Chaplin and the Marx Brothers, and then moving on, there we...

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A sense of wrongness, of fraught unease, as if long nails scraped the surface of the moon, raising t...

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A snake was never called by its name at night, because it would hear. It was called a string.

'Black Hole Sun' was written in a car when I was driving home from the studio one night. Pretty much...

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Night, I have discovered, has a faintly bitter taste, caused by its large ingredient of Un-attained ...

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T'was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even ...

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Non-violence is a permanent attitude we bring to the breakfast table and bring to bed at night.

On Thanksgiving Night, 1942, when I was fifteen years old, white racists burned our house to the gro...

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He watched him stoke the flames, God's own firedrake. The sparks rushed upward and died in the starl...

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He rose and stood tottering in that cold dark with his arms held out for balance while the vestibula...

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Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and...

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When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he'd reach out to touch the child sl...

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Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, d...

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Daphne du MaurierEchoes from the Macabre: Selected Stories

The warm night claimed her. In a moment it was part of her. She walked on the grass, and her shoes w...

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There's a reason why the Foo Fighters don't blast out Nirvana songs every night: because we have a l...

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A single night is stuffed with minutes, but they leak out, one by one.

The idea is to go to bed every night with fewer enemies than you had in the morning.

In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realiza...

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In the dark I rest,unready for the light which dawnsday after day,eager to be shared.Black silk, she...

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I don't know how anyone gets anything done in cities. How can you live somewhere like London or New ...

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How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My...

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The night seemed long. Wilbur's stomach was empty and his mind was full. And when your stomach is em...

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Ah, this delicious night air,' she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. 'Night air and garden...

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It's like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the w...

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You can't call me a Twitter phenomenon or a YouTube one. These things are useful, but so's hard gigg...

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They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.

Day had now given away to night and as we wandered along the great avenue lighted by the two moons o...

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No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

I wanted to be a soccer player, and I became the best of the best, the number one, better than Marad...

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I was very, very religious. And of course I wrote about it in 'Night.' I questioned God's silence. S...

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Man asks and God replies but we don't understand his replies because they dwell in the depths of our...

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We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silent encourages the tormento...

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Our first act as free men was to throw ourselves onto the provisions. thats all we thought about. No...

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Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more...

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War is like night, she said. It covers everything.

The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there wo...

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We were masters of nature, masters of the world. We had forgotten everything--death, fatigue, our na...

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This day I ceased to plead. I was no longer capable of lamentation. On the contrary, I felt very str...

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One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror ...

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Our backyard looked like a marketplace. Valuable objects, precious rugs, silver candlesticks, Bibles...

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Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star one of a million lights in a...

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I was sleeping the other night, alone, thanks to the exterminator.

When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised that the Lord doesn't...

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And in the night you realize, when you wake out of a dream, overcome and captivated by the enchantme...

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Erich Maria RemarqueAll Quiet on the Western Front

I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something t...

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I had gone...to the smoke of cafes and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wa...

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Ernest HemingwayA Farewell to Arms

I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of ...

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Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and we would be together and hav...

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To go to bed at night in Madrid marks you as a little queer. For a long time your friends will be a ...

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In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.

In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning.

Rather nice night, after all. Stars are out and everything. Exceptionally tasty assortment of them.

The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancien...

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Yo me salgo desnudo a la calle,maduro de versos perdidos.I step naked into the streetripe with lost ...

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Anger may repast with thee for an hour, but not repose for a night; the continuance of anger is hatr...

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The night has a thousand eyesAnd the day but oneYet the light of the bright world dies with the dyin...

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The Night has a thousand eyes The Day but one Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dyin...

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Black is a blind remembering, she thought. You listen for pack sounds, for the cries of those who hu...

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I'm for whatever gets you through the night.

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air...

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Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.

Would this country be better off if no one drank? Yes, it would be, but we tried that; it doesn't wo...

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At the earliest age, when I saw a 'wet paint' sign, I had to touch the paint to see if it was wet. W...

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I don't go to premieres. I don't go to parties. I don't covet the Oscar. I don't want any of that. I...

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The repose of sleep refreshes only the body. It rarely sets the soul at rest. The repose of the nigh...

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The other night I ate at a real nice family restaurant. Every table had an argument going.

I got a strength coach. My wife. She gets big chains, and at night she puts them around the refriger...

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Football games are on TV, and it doesn't affect stadium attendance at all. It's the same with movies...

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It was not a bed with curtains, but a bed with doors like shutters. This may not seem like a nice wa...

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We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who ...

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When Arnold Schwarzenegger vetoed the same-sex marriage bill, my blood was boiling. I had been silen...

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When I started go-go dancing on tables for a living, I didn't want to tell my mom or my dad. I made ...

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Each youth betrays considerable anxiety about the wedding night ahead.

Sometimes I wake at night in the White House and rub my eyes and wonder if it is not all a dream.

At other times, at the edge of a wood, especially at dusk, the trees themselves would assume strange...

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