#evening

It was one of the most exciting, perfect evenings of my life, my solo debut at Carnegie Hall. And knowing we were all there to raise money for Gay Men's Health Crisis made the evening an extraordinary experience. ↗

— Bernadette Peters

#carnegie hall #crisis #debut #evening #evenings

After I'd produced about two dozen pen and ink drawings, one evening I decided that they needed poems to accompany them. I still have no idea where that notion came from, but it took me about two hours to produce verses for these creatures. ↗

— Jack Prelutsky

#accompany #after #came #creatures #decided

For myself, I can only say that I am astonished and somewhat terrified at the results of this evening's experiments. Astonished at the wonderful power you have developed, and terrified at the thought that so much hideous and bad music may be put on record forever. ↗

— Arthur Sullivan

#astonished #bad #developed #evening #experiments

I'd rather win two or three, lose one, win two or three more. I'm a great believer in things evening out. If you win a whole bunch in a row, somewhere along the line you're going to lose some too. ↗

— Walt Alston

#believer #bunch #evening #going #great

In the late afternoons and early evenings, the crowd is easily over 1 million. That many people simply can't fit in Independence Square. The demonstration spills in to the streets for several blocks. ↗

— Bob Schaffer

#crowd #demonstration #early #easily #evenings

What a nice night for an evening. ↗

— Steven Wright

#nice #night

The park is high. And as out of a house I step out of its glimmering half-light into openness and evening. Into the wind, the same wind that the clouds feel, the bright rivers and the turning mills that stand slowly grinding at the sky's edge. Now I too am a thing held in its hand, the smallest thing under the sky. --Look: Is that one sky?: Blissfully lucid blue, into which ever purer clouds throng, and under it all white in endless changes, and over it that huge, thin-spun gray, pulsing warmly as on red underpaint, and over everything this silent radiance of a setting sun. Miraculous structure, moved within itself and upheld by itself, shaping figures, giant wings, faults and high mountain ridges before the first star and suddenly, there: a gate into such distances as perhaps only birds know... ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#change

Do cech wilka stepowego należało, że był człowiekiem wieczoru. ↗

— Herman Hesse (Wilk stepowy)

#inspirational #inspirational

Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness. ↗

— Poppy Z. Brite

#loneliness #night #reflection #torture #torture

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#evening #his #man #posting #prayer