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  • Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked on the bottom of the sea, learning the speech of whales and the songs of the dolphins, when pearly-fleshed and jewelled apparitions of Texan herdsmen and houris shimmered in the dusk on Nicaraguan hillsides, when folk in Norway and Tasmania in dead of winter could dream of fresh strawberries, dates, guavas and passion fruits and find them spread next morning on their tables, there was a woman who was largely irrelevant, and therefore happy.

    Dream   Song   Morning  
    FaceBook post by A.S. Byatt from Aug 27, 2011
  • Other letters simply relate the small events that punctuate the passage of time: roses picked at dusk, the laziness of a rainy Sunday, a child crying himself to sleep. Capturing the moment, these small slices of life, these small gusts of happiness, move me more deeply than all the rest. A couple of lines or eight pages, a Middle Eastern stamp or a suburban postmark . . . I hoard all these letters like treasure. One day I hope to fasten them end to end in a half-mile streamer, to float in the wind like a banner raised to the glory of friendship. It will keep the vultures at bay.

  • All the mortal world is a lethal enemy during those hours between dawn and dusk.

    Enemy   Dawn   World  
    Anne Rice (2013). “The Complete Vampire Chronicles 12-Book Bundle”, p.3695, Ballantine Books
  • If... we choose death rather than true life, God does not take away the power that He gave us. And not only does He not take it away, but He reminds us of it again and again. From the dawn till the dusk of life? For, indeed, no one can come to Christ, as He Himself said in the Gospels, unless the Father draws him (cf. Jn. 6:44).

    Christian   Father   Cfs  
  • 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.

    Country   Twilight   Rain  
    Ray Bradbury (2013). “The October Country”, p.7, Harper Collins
  • Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.

    Wind   Littles   Aspens  
    'The Lady of Shalott' (1832, revised 1842) pt. 1
  • Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn, and to sing at dusk, was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.

    Simple   Bird   Joy  
  • At dusk the sunset is beautifully bright; at year's end the tangerines are even more fragrant. Therefore, at the end of their road, in their later years, enlightened people should be a hundred times more vital in spirit.

    Sunset   Years   People  
  • Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a loneliness would always claim his heart. He could never quite get a grip on what it was. It just seemed that whatever lay waiting "out there" was all too vast, too overwhelming for him to possibly ever make a dent in.

    Loneliness   Home   Heart  
  • Anna Journey, in her new book of poems, Vulgar Remedies, creates an alchemical self whose shimmering limbic / alembic lyrics distill the mysterious terrors of childhood, the dangerous passions of adults, into her own honey-dusk 'voodun': protective, purified to gold. Poetry is always a time machine: here we are invisible travelers to a bewitched past, a beautifully occluded future. These poems are erotic, vertiginous, revelatory, their dazzling lyric force reflecting profound hermetic life.

    Book   Passion   Past  
  • Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the quiet fold where for the weary an the heavy-laden there waits sleep, sweet sleep.

    Sweet   Sleep   Waiting  
    Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev (1958). “Fathers and Children”, p.536, Library of Alexandria
  • The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk.

    Philosophy of Right (1821)
  • Surely no one can be sure he has visited Cienega; people say to themselves, do they not: 'Was it a vision; or have I, some time or other, seen dusk in a valley like this?'

    People   Vision   Valleys  
  • When your whole world is shaken from all the risks we have taken, Dance with me, dance with me into the colors of the dusk.

    Taken   Color   Risk  
    Song: In The Colors, Album: Lifeline
  • Death is only an old door Set in a garden wall; On quiet hinges it gives, at dusk When the thrushes call. Along the lintel are green leaves, Beyond, the light lies still; Very weary and willing feet Go over that sill. There is nothing to trouble any heart; Nothing to hurt at all. Death is only an old door In a garden wall.

    Hurt   Wall   Lying  
  • Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thousand memories, And asks you Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

    Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.50, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others -- poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner -- young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.

    F. Scott Fitzgerald (2015). “The Complete Works of F. Scott Fitzgerald: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry, Articles, Letters, Plays & Screenplays: From the author of The Great Gatsby, The Side of Paradise, Tender Is the Night, The Beautiful and Damned, The Love of the Last Tycoon, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and many other notable works”, p.40, e-artnow
  • No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon, No dawn, no dusk, no proper time of day, . . . . . . No road, no street, no t' other side the way, . . . . . . No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no buds.

    Flower   Butterfly   Moon  
    Thomas Hood, “No!”
  • Human rights are not a privilege granted by the few, they are a liberty entitled to all, and human rights, by definition, include the rights of all humans, those in the dawn of life, the dusk of life, or the shadows of life.

    Rights   Liberty   Shadow  
  • He fell in love with Manhattan's skyline, like a first-time brothel guest falling for a seasoned professional. He mused over her reflections in the black East River at dusk, dawn, or darkest night, and each haloed light-in a tower or strung along the jeweled and sprawling spider legs of the Brooklyn Bridge's spans-hinted at some meaning, which could be understood only when made audible by music and encoded in lyrics.

    Fall   Reflection   Night  
    Arthur Phillips (2004). “The Egyptologist: A Novel”, p.515, Random House
  • It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things. Dusk, silence, iron chill. Something lonely in the bone.

    Lonely   Sadness   Years  
    Don DeLillo (2011). “White Noise”, p.66, Pan Macmillan
  • I was always amazed at how beautiful the light was. At different times of the day the landscape becomes a different place. Dawn and dusk, it's a different place.

    Beautiful   Light   Dawn  
    Source: www.americansuburbx.com
  • My sun sets to rise again.

    Robert Browning (1830). “An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's Poetry”, p.42
  • He looked at her. 'In order to finish, I'll have to have defeated six Infected, Dusk, and Vengeous himself.' Yeah. So?' The Infected I can manage.' She frowned. 'And Vengeous? I mean, you can beat him, right?' Well,' he said, "I can certainly try. And trying is half the battle.' What's the other half?' He shrugged. 'Hitting him more times than he hits me.

    Mean   Order   Battle  
  • When I found out about the audition, I knew that I was going in for 'From Dusk Till Dawn,' but I actually didnt know that I was going to be reading with Robert Rodriguez.

    "Madison Davenport Talks FROM DUSK TILL DAWN: THE SERIES, Working with Robert Rodriguez, Delving into the Supernatural, the Titty Twister Set, and More". Interview with Christina Radish, collider.com. April 1, 2014.
  • My great day came and went, I do not know how. Because it did not pass through dawn when it came, nor through dusk when it went.

    Great Day   Dawn   Dusk  
  • O'er folded blooms On swirls of musk, The beetle booms adown the glooms And bumps along the dusk.

    Bumps   Swirls   Musk  
    James Whitcomb Riley (1993). “The Complete Poetical Works of James Whitcomb Riley”, p.148, Indiana University Press
  • I'm so glad you're back. We need you here. I mean...Burnett's okay, but...he's not you." Holiday arched a brow. "I hear he wasn't even himself for a while there." Miranda frowned. "He told you about the whole kangaroo thing, didn't he." "Yeah," Holiday said, and her brows tightened. "And I must say, I'm very disappointed with you, Miranda" she reached out and gripped Miranda's hand. "The next time you turn him into anything, do it when I'm here to enjoy it." -Taken at Dusk

    Taken   Holiday   Mean  
  • All day, the colors had been those of dusk, mist moving like a water creature across the great flanks of mountains possessed of ocean shadows and depths.

    Ocean   Moving   Color  
    Kiran Desai (2007). “The Inheritance of Loss”, p.1, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
  • He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.

    Beach   Cat   Fighting  
    Ernest Hemingway (1995). “The old man and the sea”, p.9, Hueber Verlag
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