#nigh

Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house, that's what it means. ↗

— Henny Youngman

#affection #come #do you know #give #home

Thus have I, Wall, my part discharged so; And, being done, thus Wall away doth go. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#dreams

Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you. The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth. At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night-- ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#night #miracles

The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God! ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#grief #night #crime

When the Deep Purple falls, Over sleepy garden walls, And the stars begin to flicker in the sky, Thru the mist of a memory You wander back to me, Breathing my name with a sigh. In the still of the night, Once again I hold you tight, Tho' you're gone, your love lives on When moonlight beams. And as long as my heart will beat Lover, we'll always meet Here in my Deep Purple dreams. ↗

— Rebecca Wells

#love #night #dreams

What the hell was that?” I gasped. “Premature inflammation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing. I don’t like to talk about it. ↗

— Jeaniene Frost

#vlad #hell

tomorrow's gone-we'll have tonight! ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#quip #tonight #wordplay #short-story

Night was a very different matter. It was dense, thicker than the very walls, and it was empty, so black, so immense that within it you could brush against appalling things and feel roaming and prowling around a strange, mysterious horror. ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#night #short-story

You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write. ↗

— Saul Bellow

#change #got #middle #never #night

But there was a cost. Being near Ethan was just... incendiary. Part animosity, part ridiculous chemistry, neither conducive to a peaceful home environment. And this was only my first night under his thumb. Not a good sign of things to come. ↗

— Chloe Neill

#environment