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  • #1
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #2
    “The pale stars were sliding into their places. The whispering of the leaves was almost hushed. All about them it was still and shadowy and sweet. It was that wonderful moment when, for lack of a visible horizon, the not yet darkened world seems infinitely greater—a moment when anything can happen, anything be believed in.”
    Olivia Howard Dunbar, The Shell of Sense

  • #3
    Charles Baudelaire
    “I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on,
    The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,
    The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,
    And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see
    The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;
    And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,
    I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight,
    And build me stately palaces by candlelight.”
    Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal

  • #4
    J.K. Rowling
    “Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

  • #5
    “It was that time of dusk when there is a—deepening of the interior shadows. It is a melancholy time: all you need do is switch on one lamp and the inside and the outside will separate, held apart by the reflections in the glass, and evening will begin.”
    Rudolph Delson, Maynard and Jennica

  • #6
    Cassandra Clare
    “And I'm suppose to sit by while you date boys and fall in love with someone else, get married...?" His voice tightened. "And meanwhile, I'll die a little bit more every day, watching.”
    Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

  • #7
    “We met at a cross-roads in life,
    But we were going different directions.
    We were part of each other's lives,
    But only for a moment.
    The first person that you meet in life
    Won't necessarily be the one who's forever.
    Just look at you and me,
    And it's not hard to see that
    This is the moment before life goes on.
    We are still friends;
    We are still really good friends.
    Please tell me that you agree.
    But I'm not the one for you,
    And you just can't see yourself with me.”
    Margo T. Rose, The Words

  • #8
    Isaac Asimov
    “The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.”
    Isaac Asimov

  • #9
    Robert Frost
    “These woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.”
    Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

  • #10
    John Greenleaf Whittier
    “Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.”
    John Greenleaf Whittier

  • #11
    Albert Schweitzer
    “Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.”
    Albert Schweitzer

  • #12
    Rabindranath Tagore
    “Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
    Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds

  • #13
    Haruki Murakami
    “Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.”
    Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

  • #14
    Kahlil Gibran
    “We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.”
    Khalil Gibran

  • #15
    Oscar Wilde
    “I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #16
    J.R. Ward
    “Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

  • #17
    L.J. Smith
    “People die . . . so love them every day.
    Beauty fades . . . so look before it's gone.
    Love changes . . . but not the love you give.
    And if you love, you'll never be alone.”
    L.J. Smith, Witchlight

  • #18
    Stephen  King
    “Quiet people have the loudest minds.”
    Stephen King

  • #19
    Ray Bradbury
    “That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”
    Ray Bradbury

  • #20
    Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of
    “Feeling at peace, however fragilely, made it easy to slip into the visionary end of the dark-sight. The rose shadows said that they loved the sun, but that they also loved the dark, where their roots grew through the lightless mystery of the earth. The roses said: You do not have to choose.
    Robin McKinley, Sunshine

  • #21
    Shannon L. Alder
    “The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.”
    Shannon L. Alder

  • #22
    Alberto Manguel
    “In the light, we read the inventions of others; in the darkness we invent our own stories. ”
    Alberto Manguel, The Library at Night

  • #23
    “HEARTWORK

    Each day is born with a sunrise
    and ends in a sunset, the same way we
    open our eyes to see the light,
    and close them to hear the dark.
    You have no control over
    how your story begins or ends.
    But by now, you should know that
    all things have an ending.
    Every spark returns to darkness.
    Every sound returns to silence.
    And every flower returns to sleep
    with the earth.
    The journey of the sun
    and moon is predictable.
    But yours,
    is your ultimate
    ART.”
    Suzy Kassem

  • #24
    Charles Dickens
    “Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more defined, and gradually resolved into their familiar shapes. The rain came down, thick and fast; and pattered, noisily, among the leafless bushes.”
    Charles Dickens

  • #25
    Ralph Waldo Emerson
    “Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet.”
    Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • #26
    Saul Williams
    “Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again - the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned, that the world's greatest resource is love, and maybe even that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God, all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time, circumstance, and understanding”
    Saul Williams, , said the shotgun to the head.

  • #27
    Tana French
    “I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn't find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.”
    Tana French, In the Woods

  • #28
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “Yet, no matter how deeply I go down into myself, my God is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke, The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke

  • #29
    Dean Koontz
    “Even as a child, she had preferred night to day, had enjoyed sitting out in the yard after sunset, under the star-speckled sky listening to frogs and crickets. Darkness soothed. It softened the sharp edges of the world, toned down the too-harsh colors. With the coming of twilight, the sky seemed to recede; the universe expanded. The night was bigger than the day, and in its realm, life seemed to have more possibilities.”
    Dean Koontz, Midnight

  • #30
    Robert Frost
    “Acquainted with the Night

    I have been one acquainted with the night.
    I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
    I have outwalked the furthest city light.

    I have looked down the saddest city lane.
    I have passed by the watchman on his beat
    And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

    I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
    When far away an interrupted cry
    Came over houses from another street,

    But not to call me back or say good-bye;
    And further still at an unearthly height,
    One luminary clock against the sky

    Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
    I have been one acquainted with the night.”
    Robert Frost, West-Running Brook



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