Sue Monk Kidd Quotes

In that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light.

The sun was slowly setting in the west, casting golden beams of light into the somber old room.

Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall.

the blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts out the light.

The sun was a toddler insistently refusing to go to bed: It was past eight thirty and still light.

The approach of night The skies yet blushing with departing light, When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade, And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade.

The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!

I hate to see the evening sun go down.

Men shut their doors against a setting sun.

Night falls fast. Today is in the past. Blown from the dark hill hither to my door Three flakes, then four Arrive, then many more.

Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk.

Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.

I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.

One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times......You know...when one is so terribly sad, one loves sunsets.

Just as the setting sun turned the clouds to liquid gold.

You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad.

The sky slowly pulled up its blue dress to reveal night.

At twilight, nature is not without loveliness, though perhaps its chief use is to illustrate quotations from the poets.

A few melancholy birds were pipping and wailing, until the round red sun sank slowly into the western shadows; then an empty silence fell

I’ve always felt that night doesn’t fall. Night rises.

Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things. Dusk, silence, iron chill. Something lonely in the bone.

Softly the evening came /with the sunset/.

Don't let the sun go down on me.