#nights

So many nights I'm up there on stage and I wish everybody out in the audience could see what I see and feel what I feel. ↗

— Kenny Chesney

#could #everybody #feel #i #i feel

Hoover Dam," Thalia said. "It's huge." We stood at the river's edge, looking up at a curve of concrete that loomed between the cliffs. People were walking along the top of the dam. They were so tiny they looked like fleas. The naiads had left with a lot of grumbling—not in words I could understand, but it was obvious they hated this dam blocking up their nice river. Our canoes floated back downstream, swirling in the wake from the dam's discharge vents. "Seven hundred feet tall," I said. "Built in the 1930s." "Five million cubic acres of water," Thalia said. Graver sighed. "Largest construction project in the United States." Zoe stared at us. "How do you know all that?" "Annabeth," I said. "She liked architecture." "She was nuts about monuments," Thalia said. "Spouted facts all the time." Grover sniffled. "So annoying." "I wish she were here," I said. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#grover-underwood #percy-jackson #thalia-grace #zoe-nightshade #architecture

Throughout the hours of the night, though there had been few to hear it, the whole sky had been loud with the singing of these constellations. ↗

— Thornton Wilder

#nature #nightsky #stars #beauty

Knighthood lies above eternity; it doesn’t live off fame, but rather deeds. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #eternity #fame #knighthood #knights

Nev tossed his pen down. “Fine. Here goes: Ren and Cals lives may be torrid for the young ones in Vail are quite horrid Bine and Cos aren’t too frail Dax and Fey never pale while Ansel and Bryn might get sordid Bryn spit Diet Coke all over the table. Mason and Ansel clapped. I was too dumbfounded to react. This is qhat quiet Nev does in his spare time? “‘Bine’?” Sabine frowned while Cosette mopped up the soda that flowed to their end of the table. “Since when am I ‘Bine’? And we never call Cosette ‘Cos.’” “It’s about cadence,” Nev said. “Sorry. I said it wasn’t very good.” “Why aren’t you and Mason in it?” Ansel asked. “Oh, he has another one about us.” Mason wiggled his eyebrows. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#ansel-tor #bane-pack #calla-tor #humor #limericks

This was the moment he most loved about tourneying, that first glorious sortie with banners streaming, trumpets blaring, and the earth atremble with pounding hooves as hundreds of knights came together in a spectacular clash of sound and fury. ↗

— Sharon Kay Penman

#tourney #love

She loved his laughter. She loved that he faced the world with a reckless smile on his scarred face. Her heart crashed against her chest. A revelation descended. A revelation unrelated to the desire heating her blood. ↗

— Anna Campbell

#seven-nights #sidonie #love

See, phrenology is this old Victorian science, which claimed you could determine the dominant traits of a man's personality by studying the bumps on his head. The size and position of these bumps indicated different personality traits. See? Now, /retro-phrenology/ says, why not change a man's personality by hitting him on the head with a hammer, till you raise just the right bumps in the right places!" "One of us needs a lot more drinks," said Alex. "That's starting to make sense. ↗

— Simon R. Green

#john #nightside #phrenology #taylor #change

There are no knights in the war of love. ↗

— Anonymous

#love #war #love

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ↗

— George Carlin

#nights #only #silent #wolves