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“You either have my back....��

“You’re at my side....��

“Or you’re in my way...��

“Be Lilith, Never Eve.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“Typical Foster, always knocking guys off their feet.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“As nightfall does not come 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 (ed.), The Douglas letters: Selections from the private papers of Justice William O. Douglas

“Abuse can feel like love. Why?' Starving people will eat anything.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“Because he’s the one pure, beautiful thing untainted by ugliness,�� he repeated his same words from the shower. “And we love him for it.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“People hide in the dark. They quench their thirsts in the dark. They build their secrets in the dark. We’re more ourselves here than anywhere else. I get to be me...�� he swallowed, staring at me, “when nightfall is coming.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“What do you think was the only thing that made me keep breathing?�� My tone hardened as I clenched my jaw. “In my brain, I reached for you. I never stopped reaching for you.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“It’s too bad Keefe isn’t here—you two could have a contest to see who whines the most.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“You and me against the world,�� he whispered, picking up speed and going harder. “Always,�� I said.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“Take care of yourself, okay?�� Sophie whispered.
Her sister nodded. “And you keep . . . saving the world.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“And to be glad to wake up and find people in her room, instead of dancing anthropomorphic animals.”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“It’s the end of the day, but it feels like dawn, and a new beginning. It comes to me that both twilight periods are, in fact, symmetrical events on opposite sides of midnight, a cycle of endless creation and destruction, an Ouroboros.”
― Florian Armas, The Shamans at the End of Time

“The last line of the confession read ‘We want what we want.’�� I turned my eyes on him as sweat cooled my pores.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“Night doesn’t fall for my eyes
But my idea of the night is that it falls for my eyes.
Beyond my thinking and having any thoughts
The night falls concretely
And the shining of stars exists like it had weight.”
― Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro

“The rapid nightfall of mid-December had quite beset the little village as they approached it on soft feet over a first thin fall of powdery snow. Little was visible but squares of a dusky orange-red on either side of the street, where the firelight or lamplight of each cottage overflowed through the casements into the dark world without. Most of the low latticed windows were innocent of blinds, and to the lookers-in from outside, the inmates, gathered round the tea-table, absorbed in handiwork, or talking with laughter and gesture, had each that happy grace which is the last thing the skilled actor shall capture--the natural grace which goes with perfect unconsciousness of observation. Moving at will from one theatre to another, the two spectators, so far from home themselves, had something of wistfulness
in their eyes as they watched a cat being stroked, a sleepy child picked up and huddled off to bed, or a tired man stretch and knock out his pipe on the end of a smouldering log.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

“He noticed, without understanding, how the flames were visible now against the dull light. Evening was come, not with calm beauty but with the threat of violence”
― William Golding, Lord of the Flies

“I'm simply waiting for him to realize he's pushing the wrong parent away."
"And I'm waiting for him to realize that neither of his parents deserve him!”
― Shannon Messenger, Nightfall

“Are you scared, Emory?�� he asked her. Her voice remained as still and calm as her body. “I’m the eye of the storm. You?”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“I build with you now,�� he whispered to me, the heat of his mouth on my lips. “We make Thunder Bay together, Em. I love you.�� I love you. I closed my eyes, my face cracking and my eyes filling with tears.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“London was beginning to illuminate herself against the night. Electric lights sizzled and jagged in the main thoroughfares, gas-lamps in the side streets glimmered a canary gold or green. The sky was a crimson battlefield of spring, but London was not afraid. Her smoke mitigated the splendour, and the clouds down Oxford Street were a delicately painted ceiling, which adorned while it did not distract. She has never known the clear-cut armies of the purer air. Leonard hurried through her tinted wonders, very much part of the picture. His was a grey life, and to brighten it he had ruled off a few corners for romance.”
― E.M. Forster, Howards End

“Don’t worry,�� he said letting me go and adding a brownie and chocolate milk to my tray. “All they see is me fucking with you. They’d never suspect—�� “That you were serious?�� He grinned to himself and dumped a bag of pretzels and some French fries on my tray. “No, that you like me.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“Let the magical night sky with beautiful music be your backdrop. Make the moon and stars your friends because they know your secrets.”
― Hiral Nagda

“When someone wants to hide…the night gives them shelter.”
― Fábio Moon, Two Brothers

“When nightfall weaves its way through the New York Public Library, it is nothing shy of magic. Long stretched of sunlight on marble morph from white to yellow to pink to orange to red, the dim slowly, completely. Shadows yawn and stretch awake. Eighty-five miles of books on shelves blink away their daytime sleep, for book are often nocturnal creatures, ready to play. To roam. To hunt.”
― Kristin O'Donnell Tubb, The Story Collector

“I reached in and pulled out a black one to match his white one instead, both with a thick red stripe down the left side. “I like this one,�� I said. He smiled and pulled his out, closing the back hatch and locking the car.”
― Penelope Douglas, Nightfall

“But it turns out I'm worthless."
"No, you're not."
Surprisingly, the words came from Tam.
"Having a family like yours messes with your head," he added, tugging his bangs over his eyes. "I know how that goes. You still made a bad call—or lots of bad calls actually. But if you don't do it again, we're cool."
One side of Keefe's mouth quirked as he nodded.”
― Shannon Messenger

“I reached for you," I told her. "In my head, all these years. Even after you dumped me like trash and I couldn't fall out of love with you no matter how much I drank and snorted, my brain reached for you always."
She remained frozen, not faltering as she stared at me.
"When nothing gave me a reason to get out of bed, my friends were falling in love, making babies, and I felt so alone..." I choked on the tears in my throat I wouldn't let loose. "What do you think was the only thing that made me keep breathing?" My tone hardened as I clenched my jaw. "In my brain, I reached for you. I never stopped reaching for you."
And she let her brother tell my family that, not only did I not love her, but I passed her around for my friends to abuse like she was nothing.
When she was everything.”
― Penelope Douglas

“So the secret to success is in choosing your battles."
"Isn't that the secret to everything?" Matias said.”
― Eliza Victoria, Nightfall

“Nightfall was approaching, the light pouring away past the world’s horizon in a gradually darkening cascade.”
― Obie Williams, The Crimes of Orphans

“We travel light despite the weighty darkness of existence that falls upon us like night.”
― Curtis Tyrone Jones