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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Dracula<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Bram Stoker<\/a><\/p>\n “The owl, night’s herald.”<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Venus and Adonis<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0William Shakespeare<\/a><\/p>\n They never pulled the curtains till it was too dark to see, nor shut the windows till it was too cold. Why shut out the day before it was over? The flowers were still bright; the birds chirped. You could see more in the evening often when nothing interrupted, when there was no fish to order, no telephone to answer.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Between the Acts<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Virginia Woolf<\/a><\/p>\n The longest way must have its close,\u2014the gloomiest night will wear on to a morning.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Uncle Tom’s Cabin<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Harriet Beecher Stowe<\/a><\/p>\n In the dead vast and middle of the night.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Hamlet, Prince of Denmark<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0William Shakespeare<\/a><\/p>\n At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others–poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner–young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0The Great Gatsby<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0F. Scott Fitzgerald<\/a><\/p>\n The cool peace and dewy sweetness of the night filled me with a mood of hope: not hope on any definite point, but a general sense of encouragement and heart-ease.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Villette<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Charlotte Bronte<\/a><\/p>\n Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0The War of the Worlds<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0H. G. Wells<\/a><\/p>\n Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, With a fierce action of her hand, as if she sprinkled hatred on the ground, and with it devoted those who were standing there to destruction, she looked up once at the black sky, and strode out into the wild night.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Dombey and Son<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Charles Dickens<\/a><\/p>\n Leonard looked at her wondering, and had the sense of great things sweeping out of the shrouded night. But he could not receive them, because his heart was still full of little things.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Howards End<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0E. M. Forster<\/a><\/p>\n And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him.<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0The Call of the Wild<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Jack London<\/a><\/p>\n “Lead on!” said Scrooge. “Lead on! The night is waning fast, and it is precious time to me, I know. Lead on, Spirit!”<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0A Christmas Carol<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Charles Dickens<\/a><\/p>\n “Good night, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!”<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0Hamlet, Prince of Denmark<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0William Shakespeare<\/a><\/p>\n What to Dickens, Shakespeare, Jack London and Harriet Beecher Stowe have in common? 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\nOver many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore–<\/b>\u00a0~\u00a0The Raven<\/a><\/i>\u00a0by\u00a0Edgar Allan Poe<\/a><\/p>\nMore Quotes About Night from Literature<\/a><\/h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"