“ای مرغ سحر! چو این شب تار بگذاشت ز سر، سیاهکاری وز نفحه روحبخش اسحار رفت از سر خفتگان خماری بگشود گره ز زلف زرتار محبوبه نیلگون عماری یزدان به کمال شد پدیدار و اهریمن زشتخو حصاری یادآر ز شمع مرده، یادآر”
“A single night is stuffed with minutes, but they leak out, one by one.”
“All night the earth and the heavens followed their usual arrangements. Stars passed: an immense tide hung over them. A silent sea raced back with the sun, its wave turn-over small, delicate and comfortless. The most glorious of all stars hung above the sun s threshold and went out. An hour later the sun governed the earth again, mist-chasing, flower-opening, bird-rousing, ghost-driving, spirit-shepherding back out the various gates of sleep.”
“I think so much may be it never ends when this night ends there s another at hand I sleep with one and wake with one with everything else on this life goes on.”
“Night had come and eaten everything.”
“Has there ever been a night where you didn’t feel safe? Maybe you felt you were being watched? Or you couldn’t close your eyes for fear of the unknown? If, for only a moment, you let your guard down and hear a sound—unidentified and quiet—maybe it was all in your head. Never let your guard down.”
“Just as stars shine brightest in the darkest night, your joy blazes brilliantly through life’s problems when you count them as joy.”
“In a beautiful night, under the stars, man always feels himself above the sky, beside the God!”
“Dreams are not lands of happiness. It is miscomprehended that bad dreams are nightmares. In truth, the only dreams we have are nightmares. When you are asleep, your brain wanders, bringing up thoughts of hopes and fears. During the night, thoughts of fear are what haunt you. Dreams are nightmares. Hopeful dreams are your wishes that will most likely never come true, which are their own form of nightmares.”
“So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.”
“He s looking into the night, in case a shadow comes to listen and look.”
“You are very much lovable, that even dreaming you every night is not repeated.”
“I was a creature of the night, I wasn t supposed to be afraid of the dark. Not that it was the dark I was afraid of--it was the other creatures of the night.”
“...and I shut off my anxious heart and my nervous head as dusk descended into another night, another meaningless merging, another attempt to find myself as I gave myself away.”
“Sanki gece yazarlar için yaratılmış ve sanki onun sessizliği ilhamın bizzat kendisi!”
“As if the night has been created for the writers and as if the silence of it is the very inspiration itself!”
“I do dream every night but in the morning I regret.”