“ The sky blue strengthens slowly, the dawn light rosy and pale the summer song of our romance begin to unveil...with every heart beat and the waves' breath...the time stood in harmony still. Your morni… Oksana Rus
“ Just one caress became a symphony of passion, insatiable longing, an unquenchable desire to possess.... Gasps... The sparkling touch, embrace make hard to breathe... A mere short burst of brilliance,… Oksana Rus
“ Listen to the sunset...see its pretty hue... When you see it, think of me...and I'll think of you... Oksana Rus
“ I find it incredibly amazing how at every sunset, the sky is a different shade. No cloud is ever in the same place. Each day is a new masterpiece. A new wonder. A new memory. Sanober Khan
“ Fall in lovewith the energyof the morningstrace your fingers along the lullof the afternoonstake the spirit of the eveningsin your armskiss it deeply and thenmake loveto the tranquilityof the nights. Sanober Khan
“ Be calm...calm as a calm lagoon, then you will look beautiful as a beautiful calm lagoon crowned by the Moon and sheltered by the brilliance of the stars reclaiming your royalty of regal life... Oksana Rus
“ As we walk back, it feels like the city is engulfing us. Adrenalin still pours through our veins. Sparks flow through to our fingers. We've still been running in the mornings, but the city's different… Markus Zusak
“ Even though I hated doing farming and wanted to just get out of the village, I would work from 5 in the morning till 5 in the evening. Nawazuddin Siddiqui
“ Our churches are full of people during work hours, morning, noon, evening, praying instead of being in the factories, libraries, laboratories, facilitating economic growth Sunday Adelaja
“ Soon they were all sitting on the rocky ledge, which was still warm, watching the sun go down into the lake. It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecke… Enid Blyton
“ It's six o'clock; my drink is at the three-quarter mark - three-quarters down not three-quarters up - and the night begins.(New York Blues) Cornell Woolrich
“ Dusk At The CountrysideThe fire-glow greetsthe ingress of nightfalland thenceforth, over the sublime specter, argent stars convene. Tara Estacaan
“ One by one the flowers close Lily and dewy rose Shutting their tender petals from the moon. Christina G. Rossetti
“ But sometimes, when she'd be all by herself, walking home late in the evening on a crowded street she'd be afraid of her own shadow following her... Sanhita Baruah
“ Warm summer twilight here in upper Illinois country in this little town deep far away from everything, kept to itself by a river and a forest and a meadow and a lake. The sidewalks still scorched. The… Ray Bradbury
“ The morning was a wretched time of day for him. He feared it and it never brought him any good. On no morning of his life had he ever been in good spirits nor done any good before midday, nor ever had… Hermann Hesse
“ My overcoat is worn out my shirts also are worn out. And I ask to be allowed to have a lamp in the evening it is indeed wearisome sitting alone in the dark. William Tyndale
