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“Nothing is more mysterious than watching a lonely man who is taking for a night walk in a foggy street!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Several small clouds drifted through the sky. When one of them passed before the moon, the world's filter changed. First my hands were silver and the ground was black. Then my hands were black and the ground silver. So we switched, as I walked, from negative to positive to negative, as the clouds passed before the moon.”
― Robert Macfarlane, The Wild Places

“I had woken into a metal world. The smooth unflawed slopes of snow on the mountain across the valley were iron. The deeper moonshadows had a tinge of steel blue to them. Otherwise, there was no true colour. Everything was greys, black, sharp silver-white. Inclined sheets of ice gleamed like tin. The hailstones lay about like shot, millions of them, grouped up against each rock and clustered in snow hollows. The air smelt of minerals and frost.”
― Robert Macfarlane, The Wild Places

“Walking through a deserted city in the hours before dawn is sobering way beyond the undoing of the effects of alcohol. Every thing is familiar, and everything is strange. It's as if you are the only survivor of some mysterious calamity which has emptied the place of its population, and yet you know that behind the shuttered and curtained windows people lie sleeping in their tens of thousands, and all their joys and disasters lie sleeping too. It makes you think of your own life, usually suspended at that hour, and how you are passing through it as if in a dream. Reality seems very unreal.”
― James Robertson, The Testament of Gideon Mack

“It must then have been nearly midnight: but so slowly did I creep along, that I heard a clock in a cottage strike four before I turned down the lane from Slough to Eton.”
― Thomas de Quincey, Confessions of an English Opium-eater, With Levana, the Rosicrucians and Freemasons, Notes From the Pocket-book of a Late Opium-eater, Etc. With Introductory Note by William Sharp

“I walked along, stepping on my shadow, watching it lengthen and shorten with every streetlight I passed.”
― Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen

“The brightest of all nightscapes is to be found when a full moon shines on winter mountains. Such a landscape offers the maximum reflection, being white, planar, tilted and polished. The only difficulty for the night-walker comes when you move into the moon-shadow of a big outcrop, or through a valley, where moon-shadow falls from all sides and the valley floor receives almost no light at all. The steep-sidedness of the valley is exaggerated: you have the sensation of being at the bottom of a deep gorge, and you long to reach the silver tideline of the moonlight again.”
― Robert Macfarlane, The Wild Places

“You have to walk the quiet streets at night! Do this! You'll feel like you've stepped into space or descended into the ocean depths! This is a session of enlightenment, because in this quiet environment full of shadows, your ordinary problems will fly away from your mind, thoughts about the universe, existence, the meaning of life will visit your soul!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan