Skateboarding was the only thing I was ever good at. Growing up, I was doing that from, like, dusk till dawn. — D.J. Cotrona Copy Share Image
BELIEVE that even in the darkest of dusk, light will always shine through no matter how small it may seem. — Heart To Heart Thoughts Copy Share Image
True spiritual life depends not on probing our feelings and thoughts from dawn to dusk but on 'looking off' to the Savior! — Watchman Nee Copy Share Image
“I have seen your darkest nights and brightest days and I want you to know that I will be here forever loving… — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
Blessings are on falling dewdrops during dawn; melts away in dusk; Kiss again at night. BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI — WILLIAMSJI MAVELI Copy Share Image
“Dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun.” — Simon Raven Copy Share Image
Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“speak silence with thy glimmering eyes, And wash the dusk with silver.” — William Blake Copy Share Image
In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The first lights of the evening were springing into pale existence. The Ferris wheel, pricked out now in lights, revolved leisurely through… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I mean, it is an extraordinary thing that a large proportion of your country and my country, of the citizens, never see… — David Attenborough Copy Share Image
Unnoticed, the passage has occurred; as I brood, autumn dusk dewdrops fall on my pillow. The voices of insects and the deer… — Princess Shikishi Copy Share Image
Spring seems far off, impossible, but it is coming. Already there is dusk instead of darkness at five in the afternoon; already… — Kathleen Norris Copy Share Image
In the swirling rain that came at dusk the broad avenue glistened with that deep bluish tint which is so widely condemned… — Stephen Crane Copy Share Image
How heron comes It is a negligence of the mind not to notice how at dusk heron comes to the pond and… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“In between waking up from bed in the morning and going back in the evening, let something happen. God will bless that… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
“There’s not a night time or day time in this world. It’s always in-between. Like dawn or dusk, without a sun in… — Carlton Mellick III Copy Share Image
Home is the wallpaper above the bed, the family dinner table, the church bells in the morning, the bruised shins of the… — Henry Anatole Grunwald Copy Share Image
“The dusk light is impossibly bright. Timothy Squire is still pale, casting backwards glances as we run. After we are well free… — John Owen Theobald Copy Share Image
“The dim grass stirs with your footstep, The blue dusk throbs with your smile; I and the world of glory Are one… — Rosamund Marriott Watson Copy Share Image
When the short days of winter came, dusk fell before we had well eaten our dinners. When we met in the street… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
The sun goes down long and red. All the magic names of the valley unrolled - Manteca, Madera, all the rest. Soon… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“Dusk, suggesting the almost imperceptible posession of giant trees, settled with a purple haze about the cane. I felt strange, as I… — Jean Toomer Copy Share Image
“Edge of Things" I wait at the twilit edge of things, A dry spell spilling over into drought, The slippages of shadow… — Eric Pankey Copy Share Image
“The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Other letters simply relate the small events that punctuate the passage of time: roses picked at dusk, the laziness of a rainy… — Jean-Dominique Bauby Copy Share Image
December stillness, teach me through your trees That loom along the west, one with the land, The veiled evangel of your mysteries.… — Siegfried Sassoon Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“As the station wagon pulled back onto the highway, the sun was slowly sinking below the horizon like a leaky boat. Well,… — Cuthbert Soup Copy Share Image
“[Hades] returned his attention to the playlist while I eased the car back on the road. His fingers flipped deftly over the… — Kaitlin Bevis Copy Share Image
“That night she heard the branches tapping against the house and the window frames rattle. She sat alone and thought of the… — James Salter Copy Share Image
“The second picture contained for foreground only the dim peak of a hill, with grass and some leaves slanting as if by… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
Change, like sunshine, can be a friend or a foe, a blessing or a curse, a dawn or a dusk. — William Arthur Ward Copy Share Image
“Every day it will be the same thing: at dusk I begin to feel melancholy and pensive.” — Clarice Lispector Copy Share Image