Night Beauty Quotes

O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear. - Romeo -

Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.

But, enough of that for now. Let’s get lost again in the starry night.

The rains are rhythmic, coming religiously in the afternoons (after lunch has been eaten but before tea, so that the nights are washed clean-black with bright pinpoints of silver starlight hanging over a restless, grateful earth).

How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven: In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths; Beneath her steady ray The desert circle spreads Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night!

Jal Mahal, Jaipur, holds a special place for me and it is especially beautiful by night. I enjoy our stay at the old havelis in the region.

I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night.

Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.

What is a fleecy as a cloud, As majestic and shimmering as the breaking dawn, As gorgeous as the sun the sun is strong? Why, it's ME! Twilight, the Great Gray, Tiger of the sky --- Light of the Night, Most beautiful, An avian delight. I beam --- I gleam --- I'm a livin' flying dream. Watch me roll off this cloud and pop on back. This is flying. I ain't no hack.

Spaghetti Junction is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen at night.

Counting stars by candlelight all are dim but one is bright; the spiral light of Venus rising first and shining best, from the northwest corner of a brand-new crescent moon crickets and cicadas sing a rare and different tune.

The stars are the jewels of the night, and perchance surpass anything which day has to show.

The road made wet by the water of August shines like it was cut in full moonlight

Silene, who declines The garish noontide's blazing light; But when the evening crescent shines, Gives all her sweetness to the night.

The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

For the night Shows stars and women in a better light.

How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven.

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor.Grasp it; sense it - tremulous and tender.Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light - and listen to the music of the night !

How lovely are the portals of the night, when stars come out to watch the daylight die.