Twilight Quotes
Said by Isabella Swan, Twilight (2007).
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The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sear-birds Hash the white caps of the sea.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Twilight.
"The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs, and explosions, and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill and suspicion can destroy; and a thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own for the children, and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is, that these things cannot be confined to the twilight Zone.”
rod serling— From The Twilight Zone episode The Monsters Are Due On Maple Street, March 6, 1960
Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises midst the twilight path, Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum.
william collins— 1747 Odes on Several Descriptive and Allegoric Subjects,'Ode to Evening', l.9-14.
The moral test of government is how it treats those who are in the dawn of life, the children; those who are in the twilight of life, the aged; and those in the shadows of life, the sick, the needy and the handicapped.
hubert humphrey— Remarks at the dedication of the Hubert H. Humphrey Building, November 1, 1977, Congressional Record, November 4, 1977, vol 123, p. 37287.
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Prelude (Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie (1847))
Our lady of the twilight, She hath such gentle hands, So lovely are the gifts she brings From out the sunset-lands, So bountiful, so merciful, So sweet of soul is she. And over all the world she draws Her cloak of shanty.
— Alfred Noyed, Our Lady of the Twilight.
Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, I can hear from the car-park the dance has begun. Oh! full Surrey twilight! importunate band! Oh! strongly adorable tennis-girl's hand!
Maurice Bowra— New Bats in Old Belfries, 'A Subaltern's Love-Song' (1945)
There came to the beach a poor exile of Erin,The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairingTo wander alone by the wind-beaten hill.
thomas campbell— The Exile of Erin.
Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat,With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing,Or where the beetle windsHis small but sullen horn,As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path,Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum.
william collins— line 9.
The book, if you would see anything in it, requires to be read in the clear, brown, twilight atmosphere in which it was written; if opened in the sunshine, it is apt to look exceedingly like a volume of blank pages.
Nathaniel Hawthorne— Twice-Told Tales, Preface (1851)
She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair, Like twilights too her dusky hair, But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn.
william wordsworth— She Was a Phantom of Delight, Stanza 1 (1804).
Softly along the road of evening, In a twilight dim with rose, Wrinkled with age, and drenched with dew Old Nod, the shepherd, goes.
walter de la mare— Nod
As nightfall does not come all at once, neither does oppression. In both instances, there is a twilight when everything remains seemingly unchanged. And it is in such twilight that we all must be most aware of change in the air however slight lest we become unwitting victims of the darkness.
william o. douglas— To Young Lawyers Section of the Washington State Bar Association, The Douglas Letters : Selections from the Private Papers of Justice William O. Douglas (1987), edited by Melvin I. Urofsky and Philip E. Urofsky, p. 162.
I heard them cry the peacocks. Was it a cry against the twilight Or against the leaves themselves Turning in the wind , Turning as the flames Turned in the fire , Turning as the tails of the peacocks Turned in the loud fire, Loud as the hemlocks Full of the cry of the peacocks? Or was it a cry against the hemlocks?
wallace stevens— "Domination of Black"
The past is but the beginning of a beginning, and all that is or has been is but the twilight of the dawn.
— The Discovery of the Future (1901)
And God stands winding His lonely horn, And time and the world are ever in flight; And love is less kind than the grey twilight, And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.
William Butler Yeats— Into The Twilight, st. 4
The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky.
William Butler Yeats— The Wild Swans At Coole, st. 1
Now the trumpet summons us again not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need not as a call to battle, though embattled we are but a call to bear the burden of a long twilight struggle, year in and year out, "rejoicing in hope, patient in tribulation" a struggle against the common enemies of man: tyranny, poverty, disease and war itself.
— John F. Kennedy, inaugural address, January 20, 1961. The Public Papers of the Presidents of the United States: John F. Kennedy, 1961, p. 2. The words in quotation marks are from the Bible, Romans 12:12. This is one of seven inscriptions carved on the walls at the gravesite of John F. Kennedy, Arlington National Cemetery.
The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; * * * * * * The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls.
'Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters, like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail.
lord byron— Lord Byron, Don Juan (1818-24), Canto LT, St 49.
Beauteous Night lay dead Under the pall of twilight, and the love-star sickened and shrank.
george eliot— George Eliot, The Spanish Gypsy (1868), Bk n 22.
In the twilight of morning to climb to the top of the mountain, Thee to salute, kindly star, earliest herald of day, And to await, with impatience, the gaze of the ruler of heaven Youthful delight, oh, how oft lur'st thou me out in the night.
— Goethe, Venetian Epigrams.
To archèd walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine.
john milton— John Milton, Il Penseroso (1631), line 133.
Don't turn your back upon your doctrinal doubts and difficulties. Go up to them and examine them. Perhaps the ghastly object which looks to you in the twilight like a sheeted ghost may prove to be no more than a table-cloth hanging upon a hedge.
— Andrew Kennedy Hutchison Boyd, p. 194.
Don't turn your back upon your doctrinal doubts and difficulties. Go up to them and examine them. Perhaps the ghastly object which looks to you in the twilight like a sheeted ghost may prove to be no more than a table-cloth hanging upon a hedge.
— P. 194. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
We must appreciate the dignity of life in all its seasons, even the path of the elderly in the twilight of their years, to work toward the day when every child, born and unborn, is welcomed to life and protected by law.
george w. bush— George W. Bush, to the Catholic Press Association Convention, (May 26, 2000).
I would say the games that we're working on now, like the new Zelda: twilight Princess, have hardcore content. And if you look at the Revolution's controllers, there's a nunchaku-style controller expansion that's really well suited to first-person shooters.
shigeru miyamoto— Source: 2006 Issue of Maxim (Note: "Revolution" was the working name for the Wii)
