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Evening Quotes by Gustave Flaubert
- What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp…
- Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by…
- And indeed, what is better than to sit by one's fireside in the evening with a book, while the wind beats against the window and…
More Evening Quotes
- In the morning we received some very thin coffee. For lunch we had potato soup with a few pieces of meat in… — Leon Askin
- These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity,… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca
- Close your eyes and place your finger on a map. Wherever it lands, that's the theme of the evening. So many times… — Mario Batali
- The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep. — Charles Baudelaire
- Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. — William Blake
- We are talking now of summer evenings in Knoxville, Tennessee, in the time that I lived there so successfully disguised to myself… — James Agee
- Sydney in the 1960s wasn't the exuberant multicultural metropolis it is today. Out in the city's western reaches, days passed in a… — Geraldine Brooks
- Make no mistake, most women are well aware that they've never had it so good; when they enter a spa or salon,… — Julie Burchill
- Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic… — Lord Byron
- To go to the synagogue with one's father on the Passover eve - is there in the world a greater pleasure than… — Sholom Aleichem
- I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the… — James Cameron
- The sun was like a great visiting presence that stimulated and took its due from all animal energy. When it flung wide… — Willa Cather