This day is getting older. In fading light, it's…

“I gazed at his face in the rapidly fading light of day, admiring his five o-clock stubble and ruggedly handsome features. If you were…

— Jules Deplume

With a secret smile, not unlike that of a healthy child,he walked along, peacefully, quietly. He wore his gown and walked along exactly like…

— Hermann Hesse

Yes, God loves you this very day and always. He is not waiting to love you until you have overcome your weaknesses and bad…

— Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Fading light means more than just the end of another day. Night is when terrible things emerge from their sleep and seek soft flesh…

— Jim Butcher

“God has made me so that when once I love I love for ever, and so I continue to pray for this girl and…

— John Beevers

“Nonetheless, after we've dropped off the birds and volunteered to go back to the woods to gather kindling for the evening fire, I find…

— Suzanne Collins

“There he is, in the fading light, certain of what he wants, certain of her. If Gillian were speaking to her sister, or more…

— Alice Hoffman

Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall.

— Daniel Woodrell

“But gifts can be victories, can’t they. It’s what you said. The garden could have been your gift, a dowry of talent, skill, and…

— Lois McMaster Bujold

I think for much of the middle classes, nothing could be more fantastic than to have a contact with fame. But once you have…

— Lawrence Douglas

“He was some exotic planet and I was his favorite satellite. But he’s no planet, just the final fading light of an already dead…

— Nicola Yoon

“Watching the hole in the ever-fading light. It’s the size of a baby now, closing all the time. Narrower and narrower, until there’s barely…

— Darren Shan

“I looked out into the dead garden. Against the fading light, my shadow hovered in the glass, looking into the dead room. What did…

— Diane Setterfield

Justice is a fading light.

— Sheryl Crow

“When darkness falls, and the sky sifts down into the river, the woman who swims in its depths holds on to the side of…

— Alice Hoffman