Night would settle in like slow blindness, sucking the color from the trees and the low sky and the rocks and the frozen grass and the frost white hydrangeas until there was nothing left in the window but her own reflection.
So I am not a broken heart. I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and...
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Charlotte Eriksson
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
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Franz Kafka
In presence of the Moon nobody sees stars.
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Amit Kalantri
Your smile is what gets me through the day and my dreams of you are what gets me through the night.
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Anthony T. Hincks
Night is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark
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Isaac Bashevis Singer
More Quotes By Anita Shreve
To leave, after all, was not the same as being left.
And then she moved from shock to grief the way she might enter another room.
And she thought then how strange it was that disaster–the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs and hit you again and again in the face–could be at times, such a thing of beauty.
The view, though. The view. It is undeniably exhilarating.
Among other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.
