No matter how much you've been warned, Death always comes without knocking. Why now? is the cry. Why so soon? It's the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“As if reading her mind, he leaned into her again, pupils dark, irises glowing like a forest caught in the last rays… — Dianna Hardy Copy Share Image
I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“He Said... Your garden at dusk Is the soul of love Blurred in its beauty And softly caressing; I, gently daring This… — Anne Spencer Copy Share Image
Who turns away from gazing at the sun Sees its dusk images fill all the air. It is not otherwise when Hope… — Edith M. Thomas Copy Share Image
I went out into the garden in the morning dusk, When sorrow enveloped me like a cloud; And the breeze brought to… — Moses ibn Ezra Copy Share Image
“It was deep afternoon when shadows begin to grow, light becomes gold, and you realize that this particular day has reached its… — Vicki Covington Copy Share Image
“These streets belong to us because we decided not to punch the time clock. We decided to see what and f*ck is… — Keith Kekic Copy Share Image
My father kept me busy from dawn to dusk when I was a kid. When I wasn't pitching hay, hauling corn or… — Bob Feller Copy Share Image
“Bosch knew the dawn had nothing on the dusk. Dawn always came up ugly, as if the sun was clumsy and in… — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
Heat lingers As days are still long; Early mornings are cool While autumn is still young. Dew on the lotus Scatters pure… — Bai Juyi Copy Share Image
“When by me in the dusk my child sits down I am myself. Simon, if it’s that loose, let me wiggle it… — John Berryman Copy Share Image
That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Trying to attain the inaccessible might be a pure waste of time. Still, however, the blunt attempt to challenge the ultimate hurdles… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
I know something of shame...How can we not all feel it? We are all small-minded people, creeping about the earth grubbing for… — Helen Simonson Copy Share Image
I will write in words of fire. I will write them on your skin. I will write about desire. Write beginnings, write… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
The prey of fear, he, always curtailed, extinguished, thwarted by the dusk, work partly done, says to the alternating blaze, "Again the… — Marianne Moore Copy Share Image
the large black slugs ... come out at dusk. Enormous slugs. As big as crocodiles. So huge we need a gun to… — Nan Fairbrother Copy Share Image
“You’ve learned by now to wait without waiting; as if it were dusk look into light falling: in deep relief things even… — Philip Booth Copy Share Image
“Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
“The air is cold and dusk has descended. In the distance lightning flickers and a far away rumble of thunder awakens my… — Donna Lynn Hope Copy Share Image
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall; Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each slow dusk a drawing-down… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
Human rights are not a privilege granted by the few, they are a liberty entitled to all, and human rights, by definition,… — Kay Granger Copy Share Image
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like its a lost battle. You put your defenses down and await the… — Rose Hathway Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn, and to sing at… — Terry Tempest Williams Copy Share Image
“The Dusk follows you as you go through it. If it touches you, you cease to exist, so one wrong turn down… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
When I found out about the audition, I knew that I was going in for 'From Dusk Till Dawn,' but I actually… — Madison Davenport Copy Share Image
My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor… — Antonio Porchia Copy Share Image
All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed… — Kiran Desai Copy Share Image
“Father and Ivy used to go off on their excursions, never knowing that I was relieved when they were gone. That I'd… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
In the hollow tree, in the old gray tower, The spectral Owl doth dwell; Dull, hated, despised, in the sunshine hour, But… — Bryan Procter Copy Share Image
I eased back on my elbows, tilting my head back to look up at the sky, which was pinkish, streaked with red.… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
“Oh, I could let the world go by, Its loud new wonders and its wars, BUt how will I give up the… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
“Dusk, I realized, is just an illusion, because the sun if either above the horizon or below it. And that means that… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
I could smell the curves of the river beyond the dusk and I saw the last light supine and tranquil upon tideflats… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
“The afternoon slipped away while we talked -- she talked brightly when any subject came up that interested her -- and it… — Ellen Glasgow Copy Share Image
“Moonless nights haunt me. They evoke remembrances of a carefree life when I dreamed without doubt to what my future could be.… — H.S. Crow Copy Share Image
I reached this level by sheer dint of hard work, toiling away at scores of tricks and experiments. I used to play… — Zinedine Zidane Copy Share Image
But there were moments when she played songs that made you wonder where she learned them, where indeed she came from. Harsh-tender… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
