#night

Whose bells, the poor man's only music, rang From morn to evening, all the hot Fair-day, So sweetly, that they stirred and haunted me With a wild pleasure, falling on mine ear Most like articulate sounds of things to come! So gazed I, till the soothing things, I dreamt, Lulled me to sleep, and sleep prolonged my dreams! And so I brooded all the following morn, Awed by the stern preceptor's face, mine eye Fixed with mock study on my swimming book. ↗

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#dreams

To the knights of faith nobody believes. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#circling #dejan-stojanovic #faith #knights #literature

Man asks and God replies but we don't understand his replies because they dwell in the depths of our souls and remain there until we die. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#faith #night #spirituality #faith

The staying awake was a great self-sacrificaing gesture of friendship, and wonderfully in keeping with our current mood of intense friendship and religious fervour. We were all in a state of shock. We engaged in a long Dostojevskyan conversations and drank one black coffee after another. It was sort of night typical of youth, the sort you only can look back on with shame and embarassment once you've grown up. But God knows, I must have grown up already by then, because I don't feel the slightest embarassment when I think back to it, just a terrible nostalgia. ↗

— Antal Szerb

#conversations #dostoievsky #melancholy #nights #nostalgia

She already had a headache-she didn't want to add 'get tortured' to today's to-do list. ↗

— C.C. Hunter

#funny #funny

When I write after dark", observed Cyril Connolly, "the shades of evening scatter their purple through my prose ↗

— Anne Fadiman

#essays #humor #night #humor

Observe him, for the love of mockery ↗

— William Shakespeare

#twelfth-night #humor

We are as we are. How can you claim to know what life I was meant to lead, let alone threaten to force me into it? All your quibbling is nonsense. As well forbid your nose to snuff, or your ears to hear. We are as we do. ↗

— Robin Hobb

#inspirational #life #nighteyes #robin-hobb #royal-assassin

Life begins at night ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#night #sookie-stackhouse #true-blood #life

How can you still count yourself a knight, when you have forsaken every vow you ever swore?" Jaime reached for the flagon to refill his cup. "So many vows...they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#jaime-lannister #king #knight #life #love