Maybe life is all about twirling under one of those midnight skies, cutting a swathe through the breeze and gently closing your eyes.

VISIONS OF GRANDEURI’m walking through a sheet of glass instead of the door,Flying over a giant candlestick lighting up Central Park,Repeating two courses at Hard Knock’s College,And swimming through the Red Sea with silky jelly...

Sneaking was a kind of deceit. So was disguise. Just past midnight, wearing dark trousers and Fox’s hood, the queen snuck out of her own rooms and stepped into a world of stories and lies.

The last hour from midnight had lost half its quarters, and the stars went lifting up the great minutes…

These were always the weirdest trips for me, when it was midnight or even later, and we pulled up to a dark house, trying to be quiet. Like a robbery in reverse, creeping around to...

We made love like Mondays on the moon at noon. I was her Neil Armstrong, and she was my midnight.

No one can ever bring the morning back at midnight

I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and ”the world is an ugly place and not everyone...

There is no night porter wandering about in King’s. The authorities pay you the compliment, ugly gate-crasher, of treating you as a grown-up. And since we are not grown-up you and I, we will perform...

I’m afraid of my shadow, and my shadow’s afraid of the light. That’s why Noon is my best friend, and I hang out with him at midnight.

Don’t you dare come into my world and tell me what color the ocean is! It’s black. Black as midnight. Black and awful!

I suddenly felt the way Cinderella might have felt if she hadn’t had that convenient midnight curfew: my feet were hurting, my hair was slipping free from its pins, and my makeup was getting all...

Now the evening’s at its noon, its meridian. The outgoing tide has simmered down, and there’s a lull-like the calm in the eye of a hurricane – before the reverse tide starts to set in.The...

I’m just an insomniac struggling for a night where I don’t dream of you anymore.

MOTHER TIME: Life goes by so very fast, my dears, and taking the time to reflect, even once a year, slows things down. We zoom past so many seconds, minutes, hours, killing them with the...

The difference between noon and midnight is the same as the separation between sex and masturbation. Sexually, you can find me at 6:00 sharp. Bring a condom and a glove—and don’t be late.

No matter our talent, we all know in the midnight of our souls that 90 percent of what we do is less than our best.

MURRY: Why do we even celebrate the New Year? It’s just this arbitrary quirk of how we measure time in years, right? Midnight tonight is the very same transition from day to day that we...

People fear anyone who differs from what is considered normal, and in a small town the idea of normal can be as narrow as the streets.

Midnight”The hours glide Like drops of water on a window pane Midnight silence Fear unrolls in the air And the wind hides at the bottom of the well OH It’s a leaf We think the...

I want to be intoxicated by the darkened ether of midnight, running through my fingers as sparkling stardust. I crave the taste of the ocean’s salty tears, as her temperamental tides crash and break against...

I like my eggs sunny side up at midnight, and I wear sunglasses when I eat them because they are so bright. They’re almost as blinding as my love for you, only not as runny.

When you left you left behind a fieldof silent flowers under a sky full of unstirred clouds…you left a million butterfliesmid-silky flutters You left like midnight rain against my dreaming ears Oh and how you...

A shadow is midnight’s whisper, I thought as I shouted at my invisible clone. Killing your own clone is the only time you could commit murder and suicide at the same time by killing just...

She would have given up every Gathering from now until she went to join StarClan, if only she could have been sure that her sister was safe.

A poet is a verb that blossoms light in gardens of dawn, or sometimes midnight.

Don’t kiss in public, unless it’s midnight and you’re both wearing black so nobody can see you’re naked.

Even as a child, she had preferred night to day, had enjoyed sitting out in the yard after sunset, under the star-speckled sky listening to frogs and crickets. Darkness soothed. It softened the sharp edges...

She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims…

when I finally begin to driftinto sleepyour memory is the…firstand the moonlightthe last, to kiss my face.

Her screams spiraled up into the night air

Bedtime is daytime, and we come into bloom after midnight.

Who will you be, my Little Ones? Will you dance for the fires of your youth and run at midnight to water’s edge, diving into summer’s heat? Will you ride a wild mare to any...

Love, bemysticalas the flickering blue flameof nightas the fully-awokenmoonbeneath cobwebsof passing cloudsamidst chantinghigh-tidesfuzzy,as my blanketbig enough to illuminate a hundredthousand billion galaxiesand just small enough to fitinto my embrace.

When love dissipates, it’s like dancing with daisies at midnight, and you don’t get easy at it when you’re deceased. And make no mistake, you will die before romance will.

When you craft something you create an eternity. When you tear down you hurt and you destroy, but anger doesn’t last forever and soon your destruction is but dust under the muse of another’s creation.

Like lightning she snatched her axe, and struck him on the neck – deep – once – twice – his life-blood gushed out, staining her feet.The stars touched midnight.

All great beginnings start in the dark, when the moon greets you to a new day at midnight.