Before Midnight Quotes

1. "I'm here to take you on a date."I blinked. "A date?" I repeated as if it was a foreign word I'd never heard before."You know, where we go out, hold hands, cast longing glances at each other? It's tradition. You might have heard of it.""But I have class.""Class?" Now he was looking at me as if I was speaking a different language. "But it's ten o'clock at night.""We have classes until midnight." I smiled pointedly. "The thing about vampires is that they kind of like the night. It's tradition. You might have heard of it?""Oh, smart mouth." He grinned back. "Sexy."
Author: Alyxandra Harvey

2. "Shortly before ten o'clock the stillness of the air grew quite oppressive, and the silence was so marked that the bleating of a sheep inland or the barking of a dog in the town was distinctly heard, and the band on the pier, with its lively French air, was like a dischord in the great harmony of nature's silence. A little after midnight came a strange sound from over the sea, and high overhead the air began to carry a strange, faint, hollow booming."
Author: Bram Stoker

3. "Gosh, it's easy!' he marveled, open-mouthed. 'I never knew before how easy it is to kill anyone! Twenty years to grow 'em, and all it takes is one little push!'He was suddenly drunk with some new kind of power, undiscovered until this minute. The power of life and death over his fellowmen! Everyone had it, everyone strong enough to raise a violent arm, but they were afraid to use it. Well, he wasn't! And here he'd been going around for weeks living from hand to mouth, without any money, without enough food, when everything he wanted lay within his reach all the while! He had been green all right, and no mistake about it!Death had become familiar. At seven it had been the most mysterious thing in the world to him, by midnight it was already an old story. ("Dusk To Dawn")"
Author: Cornell Woolrich

4. "Most of the passenger cars are lined with thick patterned carpets, upholstered in velvets in burgundies and violets and creams, as though they have been dipped in a sunset, hovering at twilight and holding on to the colors before they fade to midnight and stars."
Author: Erin Morgenstern

5. "It was then between one o'clock in the morning and half-past that hour; the sky soon cleared a bit before me, and the lunar crescent peeped out from behind the clouds - that sad crescent of the last quarter of the moon. The crescent of the new moon, that which rises at four or five o'clock in the evening, is clear, bright and silvery; but that which rises after midnight is red, sinister and disquieting; it is the true crescent of the witches' Sabbath: all night-walkers must have remarked the contrast. The first, even when it is as narrow as a silver thread, projects a cheery ray, which rejoices the heart, and casts on the ground sharply defined shadows; while the latter reflects only a mournful glow, so wan that the shadows are bleared and indistinct. ("Who Knows?")"
Author: Guy De Maupassant

6. "How the hell did you pull this off, man?" "I pulled some major strings and got us a one-night pass. And Noah here has to be back before midnight or he'll turn into a pumpkin." "Pumpkin. Can we get pumpkin pie?" Andy says, "Maybe later." Sam shakes his head. "Dude, you look totally high." It's true. Noah looks way out of it. He keeps smiling his loopy smile. "Only on life, Sam." "And a fuckton of Vicodin" adds Andy."
Author: Hannah Harrington

7. "So seemed it to me, as I stood at her helm, and for long hours silently guided the way of this fire-ship on the sea. Wrapped, for that interval, in darkness myself, I but the better saw the redness, the madness, the ghastliness of others. The continual sight of the fiend shapes before me, capering half in smoke and half in fire, these at last begat kindred visions in my soul, so soon as I began to yield to that unaccountable drowsiness which ever would come over me at a midnight helm."
Author: Herman Melville

8. "If I was to go to sleep before midnight, I would feel weird about myself, like I wasted a day. My most productive hours are between midnight and five."
Author: J. Cole

9. "The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight … the servant will break free and set out to rejoin his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever he was. Tonight … before midnight … the servant … will set out … to rejoin … his master. …"
Author: J.K. Rowling

10. "If the entire course of evolution were compressed into a single year, the earliest bacteria would appear at the end of March, but we wouldn't see the first human ancestors until 6 a.m. on December 31st. The golden age of Greece, about 500 BCE, would occur just thirty seconds before midnight."
Author: Jerry A. Coyne

11. "I ne'er was stuck before that hour,With love so sudden and so sweet.Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower,And stole my heart away complete.My face turned pale as deadly pale. My legs refused to walk away.And when she looked, what could I ail?My life and all seemed turned to clay."And then my blood rushed to my face,And took my eyesight quite away.The trees and bushes round the place,Seemed midnight at noonday.I could not see a single thing,Words from my eyes did start,They spoke as chords do from the string,And blood burnt round my heart."Are flowers the winter's choice?Is love bed's always snow?She seemed to hear my silent voice,Not love's appeals to know.I never saw so sweet a faceAs that I stood before.My heart has left its dwelling-placeAnd can turn no more."
Author: John Clare

12. "The house burned an hour before midnight on the last day of April. The wild, distant ringing of the fire bells woke George Hazard. He stumbled through the dark hallway, then upstairs to the mansion tower, and stepped outside into the narrow balcony."
Author: John Jakes

13. "I'm one of those introverts with well-honed social skills, and I have even danced on the occasional table, but I have felt sheer panic when my exhaustion precedes my exit. It's like the Cinderella story with a twist: I want to get out of there and into my duds before midnight—or ten, or eight."
Author: Laurie A. Helgoe

14. "A French proverb says ‘Wait until it is night before saying that it has been a fine day.' To tell it more precise, wait till the clock strikes the midnight!"
Author: Mehmet Murat Ildan

15. "He has a fascination with mortals.Raphael had said that to her before she'd woken with wings of midnight and dawn."Why are you starting at me, Ellie?" Illium said without taking his eyes from the blade dancing around his fingers.The words were instinctive, something she might as easily have said to rib Ransom. "You're so pretty, it's difficult to resist."A flashing grin, a hint of that aristocratic English accent in his response. "It's hard to be me, it's true."
Author: Nalini Singh

16. "And as soon as you accepted that the man's breakdown was a consequence of his war experience rather than his own innate weakness, then inevitably the war became the issue. And the therapy was a test, not only of the genuineness of the individual's symptoms, but also of the validity of the demands the war was making on him. Rivers had survived partly by suppressing his awareness of this. But then along came Sassoon and made the justifiability of the war a matter for constant, open debate, and that suppression was no longer possible. At times it seemed to Rivers that all his other patients were the anvil and that Sassoon was the hammer. Inevitably there were times when he resented this. As a civilian, Rivers's life had consisted of asking questions, and devising methods by which truthful answers could be obtained, but there are limits to how many fundamental questions you want to ask in a working day that starts before eight am and doesn't end till midnight."
Author: Pat Barker

17. "You don't face Nolan Ryan without your rest. He's the only guy I go against that makes me go to bed before midnight."
Author: Reggie Jackson

18. "He wondered if he would live to see the blossom on his apple trees and felt an answering pop inside himself. Ah, so it would not be long now. It began to snow lightly, the last flakes to fall before the spring. He put on his wedding finery, the clothes he had worn so long ago when he married his beloved Pamposh, and which he had kept all this time wrapped in tissue paper in a trunk. As a bridegroom he went outdoors and the snowflakes caressed his grizzled cheeks. His mind was alert, he was ambulatory and nobody was waiting for him with a club. He had his body and his mind and it seemed he was to be spared a brutal end. That at least was kind. He went into his apple orchard, seated himself cross-legged beneath a tree, closed his eyes, heard the verses of the Rig-Veda fill the world with beauty and ceased upon the midnight with no pain."
Author: Salman Rushdie

19. "On to the library. And all through his time at the card catalog, combing the shelves, filling out the request cards, he danced a silent, flirtatious minuet of the eyes with a rosy-cheeked redhead in the biology section, pages of notes spread before her. All his life, he had had a yen for women in libraries. In a cerebral setting, the physical becomes irresistible. Also, he figured he was really more likely to meet a better or at least more compatible woman in a library than in a saloon. Ought to have singles libraries, with soups and salads, Bach and Mozart, Montaignes bound in morocco; place to sip, smoke, and seduce in a classical setting, noon to midnight. Chaucer's Salons, call them, franchise chain."
Author: Stephen Minkin

20. "The Fever BirdThe fever bird sand out last night.I could not sleep, try as I might.My brain was split, my spirit raw.I looked into the garden, sawThe shadow of the amaltasShake slightly on the moonlit grassUnseen, the bird cried out its grief,Its lunacy, without relief:Three notes repeated closer, higher,Soaring, then sinking down like fireOnly to breathe the night and soar,As crazed, as desperate, as before.I shivered in the midnight heatAnd smelt the sweat that soaked my sheet.And now tonight I hear againThe call that skewers though my brain,The call, the brain-sick triple note--A cone of pain stuck inits throat.I am so tired I could weep.Mad bird, for God's sake let me sleepWhy do you cry like one possessed?When will you rest? When will you rest?Why wait each night till all but I Lie sleeping in the house, then cry?Why do you scream into my earWhat no one else but I can hear?"
Author: Vikram Seth

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