
Top 31 A Night Owl Quotes
#1. God is an early bird; satan is a night owl. Everyone knows that.
Jon Acuff
#2. I don't like the word 'poetry,' and I don't like poetry readings, and I usually don't like poets. I would much prefer describing myself and what I do as: I'm kind of a curator, and I'm kind of a night-owl reporter.
Tom Waits
#3. First, it was not a strip bar, it was an erotic club. And second, what can I say? I'm a night owl.
Marion Barry
#5. I come alive at night. I'm such a night owl.
Mpho Koaho
#6. Basically, I am a night owl. My wife is an early bird, so she goes to bed around 9:30, and my kids are in bed about 8. So, if I am home, I will usually start writing about 9:30 and go till about 12:30 or 1:30, depending on what my energy level is.
Barack Obama
#7. I'm a bit of a night owl because that's when I feel the most creative and alive.
Christina Aguilera
#8. I am a night owl. I always have been ... and I'd like to think I always will be, although surely having children will put a stop to my nightly affairs with myself.
Rachel Nichols
#9. I have always been a night owl rather than a lark.
Sara Sheridan
#10. I write in the mornings or afternoons - I'm not a night owl and can write for only four or five hours maximum.
Sarah Hall
#11. Anna has confessed to being a night owl, mostly due to staying up reading.
Kristen Callihan
#13. I don't really start writing until later in the night. I'm a night owl.
Ester Dean
#14. I'm a night owl for sure. I was born at 1 A.M., and that's the excuse I use.
Karla Souza
#15. Not everyone is a morning person. Some of us perform better when we're actually awake. If you're also a night owl, take heart. Night owls are fun loving, seem to be more creative, and may even have a higher IQ than their morning person counterparts ([4]).
Charity Grant
#16. I am both a night owl and an early bird. So I am wise and I have worms.
Michael Scott
#17. I'm a night owl, and luckily my profession supports that. The best ideas come to me in the dead of night.
Josh Fox
#18. Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting sound
where sad nights linger through the blackness of a hound
Munia Khan
#19. I do not set specific work hours as some writers do. I generally stay with a chapter until I am satisfied, do very little rewriting, and if a scene is going well, I've been known to keep night owl hours.
Sharon Kay Penman
#20. We stand dead still and we listen to the night. The city drones. An owl hoots and a cat howls and a dog barks and a siren wails.
We let the stars shine into us.
David Almond
#21. The hooting of the owl with its tender wing is more familiar to me than the crowing of the cock. I prefer the strings to the woodwinds. Intermission: that is the darkness. The light feels like a vague scratching; it is malaise rather than pain. I am glad to sink back into darkness.
Ernst Junger
#22. The owl flies, in the moonlight, over a field where the wounded cry out.
Like the owl, I fly in the night over my own misfortune.
Georges Bataille
#23. I've been sleeping with the night light unplugged
With a note on the rocking chair
It says I'm dreaming of the life I once loved
So wake me if you're out there
Owl City
#24. He looked from His heavens and saw it was good, the toes and the crows all looked like they should. The bunny was quick, the finch bright as a daisy, the owl flew at night, and the tortoise was lazy.
Lois Greiman
#26. Be the night. Not the wind that stirs the trees, not even the soundless owl a-wing or the tiny mouse crouched motionless. Be the night that flows over all, touching without being felt. For night is a cat.
Robin Hobb
#27. Then at night the general stillness is more impressive than any sound, but occasionally you hear the note of an owl farther or nearer in the woods, and if near a lake, the semihuman cry of the loons at their unearthly revels.
Henry David Thoreau
#28. Oft in the silence of the night,
When the lonely moon rides high,
When wintry winds are whistling,
And we hear the owl's shrill cry,
In the quiet, dusky chamber,
By the flickering firelight,
Rising up between two sleepers,
Comes a spirit all in white.
Louisa May Alcott
#29. This tower, patched unevenly with black ivy, arose like a mutilated finger from among the fists of knuckled masonry and pointed blasphemously at heaven. At night the owls made of it an echoing throat; by day it stood voiceless and cast its long shadow.
Mervyn Peake
#30. A bird sings in the morning, an owl hoots at night ... it's still a bloody bird.
Oliver Reed
#31. A city sparkles in the night
How can it glow so bright?
The neighborhoods surround the soft florescent light
Designer skyline in my head
Abstract and still well-read
You went from numbered lines to buildings overhead
Owl City
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