There is a fifth dimension beyond those known to man. It is a dimension vast as space and timeless as infinity. It is the middle g...round between light and shadow, between the pit of his fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area called the Twilight ZoneLESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn, Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;... Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight, Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In Tsegihi, In the house made of dawn,... In the house made of the evening twilight, In the house made of the dark cloud, ... Oh, male divinity! With your moccasins of dark cloud, come to us.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sun fades like the spreading Of a peacock's tail, as though twilight... Might be read as a warning to those desperate For easy solutions.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It is one of those distinctions which is obvious, without being sharp or clear. It is obvious, and remains obvious, to every norma...l mind, although when we come to analyze it, we may not be able to rule a boundary line. It remains obvious, as the distinction between day and night remains obvious, though, when we begin to analyze that distinction, we come up against such refinements as dusk and twilight. There is more than one way of characterizing the difference. Perception is essentially a passive experience, something that happens to us; thinking is an active one, something that we do. Or if you don't like this distinction, because of refinements such as the "intentionality" which some have detected (rightly, I would say) in perception, or on the other hand because of the passivity of that uncontrolled type of thinking called "reverie," then thoughts are something that comes from within; perceptions something that comes from without.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
the whole seems to fall into a shape As if I saw alike my work and self... And all that I was born to be and do, A twilight-piece. Love, we are in God's hand.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Home! Yes! she would see Trafalgar Square, again; and Nelson on his plinth; and Chelsea Bridge as it dissolved into the Thames at ...twilight ... and St. Paul's, the single Amazon breast of her beloved native city.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Women's sexy underwear is a minor but significant growth industry of late-twentieth-century Britain in the twilight of capitalism.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »