"Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops."
- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet ... See MoreSee Less

"Darkness and light are now as one,
In purple splendor softly spun,
Where towers dream against the cold
And winter nights forget the sun."
- Christina Rossetti, Goblin Market and Other Poems ... See MoreSee Less

"The city folk had stars of their own; biddable, domesticated stars."
- Robert Louis Stevenson, A Plea for Gas Lamps ... See MoreSee Less

"When you go home, tell them of us and say, for their tomorrow we gave our today."
- Rudyard Kipling, The Old Issue ... See MoreSee Less

"And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing."
- Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet ... See MoreSee Less

"When we met in the street the houses had grown sombre. The space of sky above us was the colour of ever-changing violet and towards it the lamps of the street lifted their feeble lanterns."
- James Joyce, Dubliners ... See MoreSee Less

"During the blue nights you think the end of day will never come."
- Joan Didion, Blue Nights ... See MoreSee Less

"It is all the difference between the colours of fireworks that have their back to the vault of night and the colours of church windows that have their back to the day."
- G.K. Chesterton, Robert Louis Stevenson ... See MoreSee Less

"Monuments, like men, submit to fate."
- Alexander Pope ... See MoreSee Less

"The evening hour, too, gives us the irresponsibility which darkness and lamplight bestow."
- Virginia Woolf, Street Haunting ... See MoreSee Less

"The air no longer rolls its long, unhappy, purple waves over us. We touch earth; we tread ground."
- Virginia Woolf, The Waves ... See MoreSee Less

"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower."
- Albert Camus ... See MoreSee Less

"Rows of treacherous steps, and a notorious wind-tunnel effect which could blow over the unwary on the wrong day."
- Ian Rankin, Fleshmarket Close ... See MoreSee Less

"November's sky is chill and drear,
November's leaf is red and sear."
- Sir Walter Scott, Marmion ... See MoreSee Less

"The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the grave."
- Edgar Allan Poe, The Masque of the Red Death ... See MoreSee Less