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“To love your love without getting lost on a futuristic night.”

— Alan Maiccon, Share via Whatsapp

“Because madness is a lie too. Like night. Like death.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems, Share via Whatsapp

“when the night is a bit more than some little suns pulled apart when the heart lets loose a cry our disquietude wrings dry”

— Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems, Share via Whatsapp

“As a young passionate dreamer, when your dreams get broken in a flicker, for the rest of your life, you just stop sleeping early at night.”

— Nitya Prakash, Share via Whatsapp

“Nightfall was approaching, the light pouring away past the world’s horizon in a gradually darkening cascade.”

— Obie Williams, The Crimes of Orphans, Share via Whatsapp

“I am fine with coffee in the coldest night; I don t need wine to make the dark more romantic.”

— Wrushank Sorte, Share via Whatsapp

“It s made of poetry and art and lost hearts enhanced in magic It s the kingdom of love, where free spirits find their resilience It s the dream catcher of lost passion and deep silence It s the torso where rebel souls find their homeland It s the beginning of a dream and the end of another It s what keeps you up in the night, when you re breathing dreams It s that madness of artists caught in the wind It s the night on a full moon drown between chimeras It s you making love to me, under the blessings of Seine... (fragment from Paris , chapter Hope)”

— Claudia Pavel, The odyssey of my lost thoughts, Share via Whatsapp

“He walked out into the night, thinking languageless thoughts...He ran suddenly across a street. At night, he knew, there could be the belief that something never before felt might be felt, something new. You could allow yourself quite easily this view of the world--this thrilling, midnightly faith--of there being something out there that loved you, that, at night, worshipped and searched for you, like a past life seeking its next, wanting desperately the continuation of itself. And though it would probably never find you, it would also, you believed at night, never give up, and this was enough--that something was out there and desperate and on its way.”

— Tao Lin, Bed, Share via Whatsapp

“The road swerved left. The crash of waves morphed into the rumble of thunder, and the black asphalt tapered to become a slender stretch of rope. She followed it up into the darkness, night spilling around and below her as someone knocked over the ink-jar of the sky and scattered its liquid to the furthest corners, dislodging silver shards of moon that bounced off her umbrella.”

— Angela Panayotopulos, The Wake Up, Share via Whatsapp

“When the dancing breeze around the night guarding the hooting owl’s emotion, I treasure my longing in the melted silence of our spiritual devotion forever glared (even in the dark) Only for you From the poem- Only for You”

— Munia Khan, To Evince the Blue, Share via Whatsapp

“Walk slowly and deliberately during the day and take big steps at night.”

— Marty Rubin, Share via Whatsapp

“All was still and quiet. It seemed as if a magician had placed an enchantment upon the earth and that everything in the world was bound in an eternal sleep and would remain frozen and unchanging forevermore underneath the watchful gaze of the twinkling stars.”

— Christopher Paolini, Brisingr, Share via Whatsapp

“The night itself wanted to touch her,”

— Peter Redgrove, Share via Whatsapp

“It is the kind of glassy night when sound travels miles across the surface of the sea; the air a crystal wineglass, susceptible to the slightest flick of a fingertip.”

— Melissa Barbeau, The Luminous Sea, Share via Whatsapp

“During the day, they avoided him, even Aarfy, and Yossarian understood that they were different people together in daylight than they were alone in the dark.”

— Joseph Heller, Catch-22, Share via Whatsapp

“The nights of the days that I drank I slept calm. As if the last rejection was the next one”

— Carlos José Pérez Sámano, Share via Whatsapp

“I’d rather live in a world where I get to love the moon than in one where I don’t, even if the moon won’t return the feeling.”

— Alex London, Black Wings Beating, Share via Whatsapp