Nights Quotes
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I've had several sleepless nights.
Eric Yuan
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
Arthur Rimbaud
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On those nights, the words were for me alone. They came up unbidden from my heart. They spilled over my tongue and spilled out my mouth. And because of them, I, who was nothing and nobody, was a prince of Denmark, a maid of Verona, a queen of Egypt. I was a sour misanthrope, a beetling hypocrite, a conjurer's daughter, a mad and murderous king.
Jennifer Donnelly
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When you are rowing well and hard, the rhythm of the stroke takes over. It drives your days and restores your nights. It imparts cadence and direction. You feel like you and the boats are one, you feel that no obstacle will put up any more resistance than the water does to your oars, you feel that hard work and grit and mental toughness will always win it for you in the end.
Barry S. Strauss
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It is a good rule never to see or talk to the man whose words have wrung your heart, or helped it, just as it is wise not to look down too closely at the luminous glow which sometimes shines on your path on a summer night, if you would not see the ugly worm below.
Rebecca Harding Davis
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No matter if the path is tough, and your nights are long,So long as your cause is noble and your mind is strong.
Anthony Robbins
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Nights without work I spend with whisky and books.
Haruki Murakami
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He'll probably wake up having sleepless nights about that one.
Alan Parry
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You have nights like that when you want it so bad.
Eddie Charles Jones
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A simple leather jacket... has gotten me through cocktail parties in New York and cold nights in Afghanistan.
Ronan Farrow
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All your nights can't be food nights though.
Elijah
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I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright moonlight nights, when I start from my sleep, and all is quiet about me, I see, standing still and motionless in one corner of this cell, a slight and wasted figure with long black hair, which streaming down her back, stirs with no earthly wind, and eyes that fix their gaze on me, and never wink or close.
Charles Dickens
