In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you
When the sun is setting, leave whatever you are doing and watch it.
The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.
Outside, daylight was bleeding slowly toward dusk.
Nature is painting for us, day after day, pictures of infinite beauty.
Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart?
There is nothing more musical than a sunset.
Dawn comes slowly but dusk is rapid.
When your whole world is shaken from all the risks we have taken, Dance with me, dance with me into the colors of the dusk.
"It is light that reveals, light that obscures, light that communicates. It is light I "listen" to. The light late in the day has a distinct quality, as it fades toward the darkness of evening. After sunset there is a gentle leaving of the light, the air begins to still, and a quiet descends. I see magic in the quiet light of dusk. I feel quiet, yet intense energy in the natural elements of our habitat. A sense of magic prevails. A sense of mystery. It is a time for contemplation, for listening - a time for making photographs. "
Twilight fell: The sky turned to a light, dusky purple littered with tiny silver stars.
Change, like sunshine, can be a friend or a foe, a blessing or a curse, a dawn or a dusk.
Every moment of this strange and lovely life from dawn to dusk, is a miracle. Somewhere, always a rose is opening its petals to the dawn. Somewhere, always, a flower is fading in the dusk.
My sun sets to rise again.
There is only one day left, always starting over: it is given to us at dawn and taken away from us at dusk.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
From dawn to dusk, winter to spring, summer & autumn; the contrasts of nature refresh the mind & renew our sense of balance
...dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun.
Contrary to the general belief about photography, you don't need bright sunlight: the best moodiest pictures are taken in the dim light of almost dusk, or of rainy days.
Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.
Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart a rapture, Then a pain; Out of the dead, cold ashes, Life again.
The dusk reeks of fornication and bad consciences.
Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil.
I came home at dusk with my ears ringing from the quiet.
I was always amazed at how beautiful the light was. At different times of the day the landscape becomes a different place. Dawn and dusk, it's a different place.
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