Quotes about Night

• Night time is really the best time to work.  All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep.
• There they stand, the innumerable stars, shining in order like a living hymn, written in light.
• I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
• The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. 
• There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.
• Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber!
• Night is a world lit by itself. 
• 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.
• By night, an atheist half believes in God.
• O radiant Dark!  O darkly fostered ray! Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.
• Moonlight is sculpture.
• Metaphor for the night sky: A trillion asterisks and no explanations.
• Research is the name given the crystal formed when the night's worry is added to the day's sweat.
• Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.
• Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
• Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
• What I take from my nights, I add to my days. 
• Mine is the night, with all her stars.
• One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space.  Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages.  Otherwise there was no reminder of human life.  My companion and I were alone with the stars:  the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon.  It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators.  But it can be see many scores of nights in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will.
• If the Stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown!  But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile.
• O wild and wondrous midnight, There is a might in thee
• To make the charmed body Almost like spirit be, And give it some faint glimpses Of immortality.
• I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does.
• There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery. 
• Nothing like a nighttime stroll to give you ideas.
• Is there not, A tongue in every star that talks with man,
• And wooes him to be wise? nor wooes in vain; This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars.
• Night is the blotting paper for many sorrows.
• Learn to reverence night and to put away the vulgar fear of it, for, with the banishment of night from the experience of man, there vanishes as well a religious emotion, a poetic mood, which gives depth to the adventure of humanity.
• When the moon, after covering herself with darkness as in sorrow, at last throws off the garments of her widowhood, she does not at once expose herself impudently to the public gaze; but for a time remains veiled in a transparent cloud, till she gradually acquires courage to endure the looks and admiration of beholders. 
• In my age, as in my youth, night brings me many a deep remorse.  I realize that from the cradle up I have been like the rest of the race - never quite sane in the night.
• To me at least was never evening yet, But seemed far beautifuller than its day.
• For the happiest life, rigorously plan your days, leave your nights open to chance.
• The day has eyes; the night has ears. 
• No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky.
• Night's black Mantle covers all alike. 
• Some praise the Lord for Light, The living spark; I thank God for the Night The healing dark.
• Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste. 
• Night has become painful for me.  It brings to light the regrets of the day. 
• Look how the pale queen of the silent night, Doth cause the ocean to attend upon her....
• The stars are the street lights of eternity. 
• How like a queen comes forth the lonely Moon From the slow opening curtains of the clouds Walking in beauty to her midnight throne!
• To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.
• Fooey! The porchlight is burnt out, and I can't see whether it's dark outside or not.
• How long the night seems to one kept awake by pain. 
• Whoever thinks of going to bed before twelve o'clock is a scoundrel.
• It is one of life's bitterest truths that bedtime so often arrives just when things are really getting interesting. 
• Day hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
• In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing.  It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time.
• Stars are the daisies that begem The blue fields of the sky.
• Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic,
• nourishing Night! Night of south winds!  Night of the large, few stars! Still, nodding Night!  Mad, naked, Summer Night!
• For the night shows stars and women in a better light.
• And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs
• And as silently steal away.
• How lovely are the portals of the night, When stars come out to watch the daylight die.
• The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve. Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
• A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises.  Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
• 'Tis midnight now.  The bend and broken moon, Batter'd and black, as from a thousand battles, Hangs silent on the purple walls of Heaven.
• We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence.
• That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.
• Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
• Midnight! the outpost of advancing day! The frontier town and citadel of night! Rivers
• Soon as midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
• The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset's fire.
• These blessed candles of the night.
• With finger on her solemn lip, Night hushed the shadowy earth.
• It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.