"Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world."
- Arthur Schopenhauer, Studies in Pessimism ... See MoreSee Less

"An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom."
- Thomas Hardy, The Darkling Thrush ... See MoreSee Less

"The Castle hill was hidden, veiled in mist and darkness, nor was there even a glimmer of light to show that a castle was there. K. stood a long time gazing into the illusory emptiness above him."
- Franz Kafka, The Castle ... See MoreSee Less

"In the middle of a city, the silence of the soul is a weight. To be a solitary observer is to witness the world without the burden of participating in its illusions."
- Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus ... See MoreSee Less

"When the evening is spread out against the sky.
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats."
T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock ... See MoreSee Less

"The evening hour, too, gives us the irresponsibility which darkness and lamplight bestow. We are no longer quite ourselves."
- Virginia Woolf, Street Haunting ... See MoreSee Less

"I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane."
- Robert Frost, Acquainted with the Night ... See MoreSee Less

"After each night we are emptier: our mysteries and our griefs have leaked away into our dreams."
- Emil Cioran, A Short History of Decay ... See MoreSee Less

"We live, as we dream – alone."
- Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness ... See MoreSee Less

"There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night."
- Albert Camus ... See MoreSee Less

"A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret..."
- Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities ... See MoreSee Less

"I am a camera with its shutter open, quite passive, recording, not thinking."
- Christopher Isherwood, Goodbye to Berlin ... See MoreSee Less

"At the end of the street, the night was beginning to take possession of the town, and the street-lamps were being lit. The air was still warm. The few people who were out were walking in a leisurely way, and the noise of their footsteps on the pavement seemed to echo the silence of the sky."
- Albert Camus, L'Étranger ... See MoreSee Less

"The electric tension was so great that at certain moments any chance comer, though unknown, gave off light. Then the twilight obscurity would fall again."
- Victor Hugo, Les Misérables ... See MoreSee Less

"The murky labyrinth of those subterranean streets, where the very air seems to have been imprisoned for centuries, and the light of day never penetrates."
- Walter Scott, The Heart of Midlothian ... See MoreSee Less