T Quotes
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“The night was as dark by this time as it would be until morning; and what light we had, seemed to come from the river than the sky, as the oars in their dipping struck at a few reflected stars.”
Source: Great Expectations
“The night was at her disposal. She might walk back to Great Mop and arrive very late; or she might sleep out and not trouble to arrive till to-morrow. Whichever she did Mrs Leak would not mind. That was one of the advantages of dealing with witches; they do not mind if you are a little odd in your ways, frown if you are late for meals, fret if you are out all night, pry and commiserate when at length you return. Lovely to be with people who prefer their thoughts to yours, lovely to live at your own sweet will, lovely to sleep out all night!”
Source: Lolly Willowes: or, The loving huntsman
“the night was beginning
and i was standing before the
plate glass window of a
restaurant
and in that window
was a roasted pig,
eyeless,
with an apple in its mouth.
poort damned pig.
poor damned me.
beyond the pig
inside there
were people
sitting at tables
talking, eating, drinking
i was not one of those people
i felt a kinship with the pig
we had been caught in the wrong place
at the wrong time
i imagined myself in the window
eyeless, roasted, the apple in my mouth
…
i walked away from the window
i walked to my room
i still had a room
as i walked to my room
i began to conjecture:
could i eat some paper?
some newspaper?
roaches?
maybe i could catch a rat?
a raw rat?
peel off the fur,
remove the intestines
remove the eyes
forego the head, the tail
…
i walked along.
i was so hungry that everything
looked eatable:
people, fireplugs, asphalt,
wristwatches … my belt, my shirt
…
i sat in a chair
i din’t turn on the light
i sat there and wondered if i was crazy
because i wasn’t doing anything
to help myself
the hunger stopped then
and i just sat there
then i heard it:
two people in the next room
copulating.
i could hear the bed spring
and the moans
i got up, walked out of the
room and back into the street.
but i walked in a different
direction this time
i walked away from the pig
in the window
but i thought about the pig
and i decided that i’d die first
rather than eat that
pig.
it began to rain
i looked up.
i opened my mouth and let in the rain
drops… soup from the sky...”
Source: What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire
“The night was bright”
Source: Unpublished Book
“The night was bright. He was seen.
And she was everything.”
Source: Dearest Josephine
“The night was clear and frosty, all ebony of shadow and silver of snowy slope; big stars were shining over the silent fields; here and there the dark pointed firs stood up with snow powdering their branches and the wind whistling through them.”
Source: The Collected Works of Lucy Maud Montgomery: 20 Novels & 170+ Short Stories, Poems, Letters and Memoirs (Including The Complete Anne Shirley Series, Chronicles of Avonlea & Emily Starr Trilogy): Anne of Green Gables, Anne of Avonlea, Anne of Windy Poplars, Rainbow Valley, Rilla of Ingleside, Emily of New Moon, The Story Girl, The Golden Road, Pat of Silver Bush, The Blue Castle & many more
“The night was cold and gloomy. He entered the Park by the first gate and walked along under the gaunt trees. He walked through the bleak alleys where they had walked four years before. She seemed to be near him in the darkness. At moments he seemed to feel her voice touch his ear, her hand touch his. He stood still to listen. Why had he withheld life from her? Why had he sentenced her to death? He felt his moral nature falling to pieces.”
Source: A Painful Case
“The night was dark, and a cold wind blew, driving the clouds, furiously and fast, before it. There was one black, gloomy mass that seemed to follow him: not hurrying in the wild chase with the others, but lingering sullenly behind, and gliding darkly and stealthily on. He often looked back at this, and, more than once, stopped to let it pass over; but, somehow, when he went forward again, it was still behind him, coming mournfully and slowly up, like a shadowy funeral train.”
Source: Novels
“The night was eerily silent, save for the crackle of the fire and some farts of fear from the tent that Rip affectionately called “fear-ts.”
Source: Joe the Alien
“The night was full of horrors, and he thought he knew how Christ must have felt as he walked through the world, like a psychiatrist through a ward full of nuts.”
“The night was gone. The morning star was shining in the sky. I too had become a completely different person. The student of the Talmud, the child that I was, had been consumed in the flames. There remained only a shape that looked like me. A dark flame had entered into my soul and devoured it.”
Source: Night: with related readings
“The night was in the process of turning into foggy morning gloom.”
Source: Gods’ Food
“The night was nippy and a few stars were out, dimmed by the grin of a crescent moon.”
Source: CHIMERAS
“The night was ordinary. It usually is, I think, when your life changes. Most people aren't doing anything special when the carefully placed pieces of their life break apart.”
Source: What Remains: A Memoir of Fate, Friendship, and Love
“The night was over, for he did not dare to play forbidden games with a woman who had proven too many times that she knew the dark side of the moon.”
Source: Love in the Time of Cholera
“The night was silent and full of ghostly beauty, so strange since it was as bright as day.”
Source: THE GRIDD: PERILS OF THE LIGHTHOLDER
“The night was so very still that one should have been able to hear the whisper of roses in blossom—the laughter of daisies—the piping of grasses—many sweet sounds, all tangled up together. The beauty of moonlight on familiar fields irradiated the world.”
Source: Anne of the Island
“The night was starless and very dark. Without doubt, in the gloom some mighty angel was standing, with outstretched wings, awaiting the soul.”
Source: Les Misérables
“The night was very beautiful and warm, and they were both young.”
Source: Ghosts of the Shadow Market
“The night was very stark, alternate streams of town cars and chequered taxicabs, blaring horns busily staking claims—here is the road and here is the sidewalk. But the road looked so much livelier, what if I tried the road?”
Source: Mr. Fox
“The night was waiting for me as always. And my thirst could wait no longer. I stood for a moment, head thrown back, eyes closed, and mouth open, feeling that thirst, and wanting to roar like a hungry beast. Yes, blood again when there is nothing else. When the world seems in all its beauty to be empty and heartless and I myself am utterly lost. Give me my old friend, death, and the blood that rushes with it. The Vampire Lestat is here, and he thirsts, and tonight of all nights, he will not be denied.”
Source: The Tale of the Body Thief
“The night was when all the failures were remembered longer.”
Source: A Story of Yesterday
“The night was white-blind with fog, and Kate staggered over every stone and stumbled in every puddle, but she pushed on as fast as she could.”
Source: Plain Kate
“The Night Watchman by Stewart Stafford
Does the night watchman watch the night or does the night watch him?
Is there anything in the darkness or is his eyesight growing dim?
Does a beast growl in the shadows or is his stomach requesting food?
Is his pay adequate compensation or is his boss just being rude?
As he prays for the sunrise, does anyone hear his prayers?
When he clocks out for breakfast, is anyone standing there?
Does he creep home to his bed to count the hours down?
Until he sits staring at the darkness once more with a quizzical and resigned frown?
© Stewart Stafford, 2021. All rights reserved.”
“The night we left each other
was so dark that we died there
trying to dye the night.
The night we died
was so dark that we did not
even realize that we dyed it.
The night we dyed
was so dark that we did not
even realize that we died.”
Source: a Song a Poem
“The night we met-I'm not like that guy." His jaw was rigid. "I know tha-" He placed a finger over my lips, his expression softening. "So I don't want you to feel pressured. Or overpowered. But I do, absolutely, want to kiss you right now. Badly.”
“The Night When Fear Strays by Stewart Stafford
Each Hallowtide, all monstrous shapes do quail,
No balm for wounded wretches feeling frail,
Spectators as charlatan mortals filch frights,
Appropriated skins on haunted nights.
With bonfire’s glow ablaze in dauntless eyes,
Children’s fun quelled by strangest sighs,
A hulking shape, once fierce, wails tainted,
Its fearful gaze in phantom mists attainted.
Small, tender hands caressed its sodden fur,
A trembling growl betrayed its lonesome blur,
“Peace, gentle shade, what sorrow stirs unfed?”
“November’s dawn shall call me home,” it said.
Their kindly-shared oat cakes eased its pangs,
A webbed claw from veiled night to munching fangs,
It feasted with a hunger born of striven years alone,
Stroked the child’s cheek for the kindness shown.
When parents called, it whispered, soft and torn,
“At midnight’s knell, this thicket heralds morn—
Go, kindred babes, I’ll linger in this glade.
Each Halloween, I’ll mourn my fear remade.”
© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”
“The night whose sable breast relieves the stark,
White stars, is no less lovely being dark”
Source: Countee Cullen: Collected Poems: (American Poets Project #32)
“The night will close the door & fasten my anchor within the veil and I shall go away to sleep.”
“The night window is a pitched dark mirror reflecting back the room's bright warm interior.”
“The Night World isn't a place. It's all around us. The creatures of Night World are beautiful and deadly and irresitable to humans. Your best friend could be one-so could your crush.”
Source: Night World: The Ultimate Fan Guide
“The night you gave me my birthday party... you were a young Lieutenant and I was a fragrant phantom, wasn't I? And it was a radiant night, a night of soft conspiracy and the trees agreed that it was all going to be for the best.”
“The night you were born, I remember having a vision, a vision like this, of us with this feeling in our hearts. Like anything was possible because we were loved and free. That vision filled me with so much hope, I scratched out your name on the birth certificate and put down the only word that could describe how I felt. Ashna.”
Source: Recipe for Persuasion
“The night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.”
Source: The Sweet Far Thing
“The nightgowns in my wardrobe were made of lace and gauze, cut so they would cling to the body and part in unexpected slits. I rummaged through them until I found a dressing gown of butter soft red silk. It didn't even have buttons, just a sash, but at least it was not transparent.”
Source: Cruel Beauty
“The nightingale has a lyre of gold, The lark's is a clarion call, And the blackbird plays but a boxwood flute, But I love him best of all. For his song is all the joy of life, And we in the mad spring weather, We two have listened till he sang Our hearts and lips together.”
Source: A Book of Verses
“The nightingale is sovereign of song.”
Source: The poetical works of Edmund Spenser: With memoir and critical dissertations
“The nightingale waits for a song to go along,Ily sang.
It was a bittersweet aria, whose story Ilaria had mastered sharing with not only her voice, but also with the expressions on her face, the movements of her arms, and the carefully choreographed blocking she performed as she crossed one side of the room to the other. Yet tonight, something was off. Her tone carried more melancholy than usual, and the tempo she led was a beat slower than when they'd practiced. Chia doubted anyone would notice. Ily's pride was in her coloratura, and every moment was still magnificent---each note in the impressive cascades attacked with vim and beauty---as if she were truly a bird chirping. But behind the technical difficulties of the piece, Ily managed to slow her musicality and bring emotion to her voice; that was what cast a spell over everyone who listened.”
Source: When You Wish Upon a Star
“The nightingales are singing near The Convent of the Sacred Heart, And sang within the bloody wood When Agamemnon cried aloud, And let their liquid siftings fall To stain the stiff dishonored shroud.”
“The nightingales are sobbing in The orchards of our mothers, And hearts that we broke long ago Have long been breaking others; Tears are round, the sea is deep: Roll them overboard and sleep.”
“The nightmare always becomes laughter, once it's understood.”
“The Nightmare Before Christmas is my number one biggest influence artistically in every way.”
“The nightmare creates a frightful and alarming impression, especially when a hairy animal appears in it, such as poodle (the most usual form of embodiment for evil demons).”
Source: Pan and the Nightmare
“The nightmare in every democracy, the very nightmare, is if it gets worse and worse and worse, we could end up totalitarian.”
“The nightmare is you spend the rest of your life being funny at parties and then people say, 'Why didn't you do that when you were on television?'”
“The nightmare Life-in-Death was she.”
“The nightmare of censorship has always cast a shadow over my thoughts. Both under the previous state and under the Islamic state, I have said again and again that, when there is an apparatus for censorship that filters all writing, an apparatus comes into being in every writer's mind that says: "Don't write this, they won't allow it to be published." But the true writer must ignore these murmurings. The true writer must write. In the end, it will be published one day, on the condition that the writer writes the truth and does not dissemble.”
“The nightmare of materialism, which has turned the life of the universe into an evil, useless game, is not yet past; it holds the awakening soul still in its grip.”
Source: Concerning the spiritual in art
“The nightmare of the Cold War was nuclear weapons in the hands of an irrational person. I don't want to live through that nightmare.”
“The nightmare spirit of control has always been, and is, profoundly stupid.”