Every woman is like a time zone. She is a nocturnal fragment of your journey. She brings you unflaggingly closer to the next night....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
New York has never learnt the art of growing old by playing on all its pasts. Its present invents itself, from hour to hour, in th...e act of throwing away its previous accomplishments and challenging the future. A city composed of paroxysmal places in monumental reliefs.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
All architecture is great architecture after sunset; perhaps architecture is really a nocturnal art, like the art of fireworks.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road.... Hunched and nocturnal, Where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world eastward is almost a palpable move...ment. The sensation may be caused by the panoramic glide of the stars past earthly objects, which is perceptible in a few minutes of stillness, or by the better outlook upon space that a hill affords, or by the wind, or by the solitude; but whatever be its origin the impression of riding along is vivid and abiding. The poetry of motion is a phrase much in use, and to enjoy the epic form of that gratification it is necessary to stand on a hill at a small hour of the night, and, having first expanded with a sense of difference from the mass of civilized mankind, who are dreamwrapt and disregardful of all such proceedings at this time, long and quietly watch your stately progress through the stars. After such a nocturnal reconnoitre it is hard to get back to earth, and to believe that the consciousness of such majestic speeding is derived from a tiny human frame.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
So pass my Days. But when Nocturnal Shades This World invelop, and th' inclement Air... Persuades Men to repel benumming Frosts, With pleasant Wines, and crackling blaze of Wood; Me Lonely sitting, nor the glimmering Light Of Make-weight Candle, nor the joyous Talk Of loving Friend delights; distress'd, forlorn, Amidst the horrors of the tedious Night, Darkling I sigh, and feed with dismal Thoughts My anxious Mind; or sometimes mournful Verse Indite, and sing of Groves and Myrtle Shades, Or desperate Lady near a purling Stream, Or Lover pendent on a Willow-Tree:LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The heavy trees, The grunting, shuffling branches, the robust,... The nocturnal, the antique, the blue-green pines Deepen the feelings to inhuman depths.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Late hours, nocturnal cigars, and midnight drinkings, pleasurable though they may be, consume too quickly the free-flowing lamps o...f youth, and are fatal at once to the husbanded candle-ends of age.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »