Top 88 From Last Night Quotes
#1. You noticed from last night, we only did two from the 80s. And our set's two hours long.
Ann Wilson
#2. The last thing I remember from last night was blabbing to Penny about how much I love Michael Keaton as Batman before someone must have ushered me off to bed.
Karina Halle
#3. You're polite and sensitive, and you always try to do the right thing by people. And according to my friend Kara - you remember the blonde woman from last night? - you wear a pair of jeans very well.
Leanne Hall
#4. Nicholas is gay, isn't he," she says, her voice dripping with dejection.
I shrug, again remembering his proposition from last night. "Not necessarily. The jury's still out. There's hope for a Christmas wedding yet," I tell her.
L. H. Cosway
#5. Spindly branches of buttercups were secreted among gleaming stems still moist at the roots from last night's rain that had washedand refreshed the entire wood, had dowered it in poignant transparency, the unique, inconsolable quality of rainy countries, as if all was glimpsed through tears.
Angela Carter
#6. From last night's All Together Now, a Celebration of Service: There can be no definition of a successful life that does not include service to others.
George H. W. Bush
#7. Butterflies in her stomach. Because she understood his words from last night now, knew that he'd been on his very, very best behavior. Tonight . . . tonight she'd be tangling with the dominant, wild heart of him.
Nalini Singh
#8. What did you pray for?" Griffin asked.
"Nothing," she said.
"Nothing?"
"I tried," she said. "But I kept having sex flashbacks from last night. Don't worry. God's used to this from me.
Tiffany Reisz
#9. Big news from last night's Republican debate, you guys. It turns out George Bush was actually the smart Texas governor.
Jimmy Fallon
#10. It's like she's the same girl from last night, only now she's in HD. And I was right. She really does look like a fucking angel.
Colleen Hoover
#11. Knowing this was the same man from last night now clad again in his hunky knightly armor was a strange aphrodisiac. Yeah, a hot look, no denying.
Angela Quarles
#12. I hope he has them chasing blue squirrels all day!" Graystripe hissed to Fireheart as they headed toward the corner where a few pieces of fresh-kill remained from last night. "But there aren't any blue squirrels," Fireheart mewed in confusion.
Precisely!" Graystripe's amber eyes gleamed.
Erin Hunter
#13. Wandering down the street in an aimless sort of way, cold too, in a dress from last night that made young men stop and stare in the street, Charity Hill found herself hating the single life for the very first time.
Elizabeth Jane Howard
#14. The live show is different from the album. It's different every night depending on where I am and how many months have gone by since I last performed.
Sandra Bernhard
#15. SORIN
Last night I went to bed at ten and woke at nine this morning, feeling as if, from oversleep, my brain had stuck to my skull. [Laughing] And yet I accidentally dropped off to sleep again after dinner, and feel utterly done up at this moment. It is like a nightmare.
Anton Chekhov
#16. As surely as you are a living man, so surely did that spectral anatomy visit my room again last night, grin in my face, and walk away with my trousers: nor was I able to spring from my bed, or break the chain which seemed to bind me to my pillow.
Bill Vaughan
#17. Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of life."
- from "My Aquarius
Richelle E. Goodrich
#18. Listlessness to everything, but brooding sorrow, was the night that fell on my undisciplined heart. Let me look up from it - as at last I did, thank Heaven! - and from its long, sad, wretched dream, to dawn.
Charles Dickens
#19. The relationship between 'My Chemical Romance' and Michael Pedicone is over. He was caught red-handed stealing from the band and confessed to police after our show last night in Auburn, Washington. We are heartbroken and sick to our stomachs over this entire situation.
Frank Iero
#20. Ironic," Betty Lou said at last. "The cereus insists on sunlight
that's why it must be at the end of the yard. And yet it saves its flowers for the moon. The sun never sees what it fathers."
It takes from the day," I said, "gives to the night.
Jerry Spinelli
#21. [about a book lent by a crush]
Last night I read into the wee small hours. Fell asleep with my face in the book, my nose pressed up against the print. Could smell Sean on the pages, the lingering odours from his sportsbag. Man scent, liniment, damp earth.
Bob Condron
#22. The sun rose yellow as a lemon.
The sky was round and blue.
The birds looped clear water songs in the air.
Will and Jim leaned from their windows.
Nothing had changed.
Except the look in Jim's eyes.
"Last night ... " said Will. "Did or didn't it happen?
Ray Bradbury
#23. You rarely know, in the moment, when it's the last time you'll do something. Most of the time, the whole thing just sneaks away in the night, never to be seen or heard from again, not even sending back so much as a postcard to say hello.
Michelle Cuevas
#24. The women had one of their get-togethers last night. From what I heard, it was lots of margaritas and ice cream and calling you a bastard. They're all hungover this morning, so
Susan Mallery
#25. Last night, in the evening darkness of the tent, he had pulled this gift from his packs and looked down at it, feeling its weight in his hands. Once or twice before, he had thought about this moment. In his most private thoughts, he'd imagined it happening with the two of them alone together.
C.S. Pacat
#26. When you walked away from me last night, I felt like a piece of me had left with you. All I wanted in that moment was to get into that cab with you, put my arms around you and tell you that everything was going to be okay, because I love you.
Monica Alexander
#27. The shrill witch-hunter voices of the showbiz correspondents would bring up every last bit left in your stomach from the night before
Haruki Murakami
#28. Before last night, the most action I had gotten was from a down pillow.
Abby Sher
#29. Mrs. Grey
I have received three compliments on my new haircut. Compliments from my staff
are new. It must be the ridiculous smile I'm wearing whenever I think about last night. You are indeed a wonderful, talented, beautiful woman.
And all mine.
E.L. James
#30. But Adam lingered for a moment after he cast off the covers and stood. Here he was, waking in the Lynch home, wearing last night's clothing that still smelled of smoke from the grill, having overslept the weight class he had this morning by a magnitude of hours. His mouth remembered Ronan Lynch's.
Maggie Stiefvater
#31. Bin Nassib came last night and visited me before going home to his own house; a tall, brown, polite Arab. He says that he lately received a packet for Mr. Stanley from the American Consul, sealed in tin, and sent it back: this is the eleventh that came to Stanley. A
David Livingstone
#32. The mobile phone is used from when you get up in the morning and is often the last thing you interact with at night.
Jan Chipchase
#33. I saw something last night-a flash of power from an unexpected source. I can't jump to conclusions - I've been looking and waiting and watching for too long to make a mistake. But in my guy I feel she's here. She's here and she has power. I need to get closer to her.
Cate Tiernan
#34. From a bud of the evening a flower opens its petal in the dawn. The world sees the bud of the last night smiling with nectar on its lips. No one observed the diligence that was needed for the opening of each petal.
Pratibha Ray
#35. How are you?"
Rosa shrugged her shoulders. "My sister turned into a giant snake last night. And your cousin Tano - "
"Second cousin."
"He was there too. He was a tiger. I recognized him from his eyes. Then I fainted." She looked at him. "How does that sound?
Kai Meyer
#36. Dates used to be made days or even weeks in advance. Now dates tend to be made the day after. That is, you get a phone call from someone who says, "If anyone asks, I was out to dinner with you last night, okay?"
P. J. O'Rourke
#37. Heavens, how charming it is! There is now in the sky only the soft vaporous color of pale citron - the last reflection of the sun which plunges into the dark blue of the night, going from green tones to a pale turquoise of an unheard-of fineness and a fluid delicacy quite indescribable ...
Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot
#38. Fine vapors escape from whatever is doing the living. The night is cold and delicate and full of angels Pounding down the living. The factories are all lit up, The chime goes unheard. We are together at last, though far apart. - from "The Ecclesiast" by John Ashbery
Philip Pullman
#39. I had heard the wind from the mountains calling me last night, telling me it was my time to go, and I woke up, knowing what to do.
V.C. Andrews
#40. Wiped the cold dew-drops from his cheek And sought the mourner's side again. "Once more, dear lady, I must speak: Your last remaining son was slain Just at the closing of the fight; Twas he who sent me here to-night." "God knows," the man said afterward, "The fight itself was not so hard."
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
#41. When I was last in Paris I was dirt poor, hiding from the Vietnam War. One night, in an old church, I considered taking my life. I didn't know how to be so young and not belong anywhere, stuck among so many perplexing melodies.
Philip Schultz
#42. I watched him suck on the bag and I shivered involuntarily at the sudden memory of Jameson's fangs sliding into my neck. I vividly remembered the instant feeling of ecstasy that overtook my body last night when he fed from me and the intense orgasms that followed.
J.L. McCoy
#43. Nico sat forward. "I communed with the dead last night." He just tossed that line out there, like he was saying he got a text from a buddy.
Rick Riordan
#44. I saved a girl from being attacked last night. I controlled myself.
Rodney Dangerfield
#45. And we had met at last in this same cave of greenery, while the summer night hung round us heavy with love, and the odours that crept through the silence from the sleeping woods were the only signs of an outer world that invaded our solitude.
George MacDonald
#46. The start and unexpected miracle of a night fades out with the lingering death of the last starts and the premature birth of the first newsboys. The flame retreats to some remote and platonic fire; the white heat has gone from the iron and the glow from the coal.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#47. I first played the Royal Albert Hall when I was 14. I was a violinist with the Birmingham Schools Concert Orchestra, and we travelled down from the Midlands for the last night of the School Proms. We played some pieces from the Harry Potter films, and the violin parts were really hard.
Laura Mvula
#48. It has been ages since the last time you enjoyed the night more than what you enjoy your overcoat.
Then you would dance the night, now you wear the night,
It is an accessory to hide you from everyone
Dimitrios Spyridon Chytiris
#49. My child died last night - and now I shall be alone again, if I must really go on living. They will come tomorrow, strange, hulking, black-clad men bringing a coffin, and they will put him in it, my poor boy, my only child.
Stefan Zweig
#50. I wake, the lump of last night
hiking a trail through my throat.
[from "Those Who Love Raptors"]
Alina Stefanescu
#51. I will tell you that I had a mother last night come up to me here in Tampa, Florida, after the debate. She told me that her little daughter took that vaccine, that injection, and she suffered from mental retardation thereafter.
Michele Bachmann
#52. I made observations for three hours last night, and am almost ill today from fatigue; still I have worked all day, trying to reduce the places, and mean to work hard again tonight.
Maria Mitchell
#53. I should perhaps warn you that I am about to faint from anxiety and general depression, though. The film I saw last night was especially grueling, a teen-age beach musical. I almost collapsed during the singing sequence on surfboard.
John Kennedy Toole
#54. The text message she'd received last night from the unknown number left her sick inside. It had been curt and to the point: Stay away from my husband. The terse message came with a photo of Gabe with a pretty brunette.
Lena Hart
#55. From the look of us, you'd never know we slept in the same bed last night and made out like the world was going to end if we stopped.
Simone Elkeles
#56. Mark Spitz didn't ask about Harry. You never asked about the characters that disappeared from a Last Night story. You knew the answer. The plague had a knack for narrative closure.
Colson Whitehead
#57. Notes from his conversations with the boys who had been at the pool last night. Their accounts basically matched up, and one word had turned up frequently: angel. Oskar Eriksson had been rescued by an angel.
John Ajvide Lindqvist
#58. He'd never answered the text from his brother last night because he was otherwise occupied getting a gorgeous stranger off on an open-air balcony in the middle of downtown Chicago. You couldn't make this shit up.
Penthouse, check your mail.
Kate Meader
#59. Hannah. He looks at me, the same way he looked at me last night in the diner, with longing and sadness, and it's like everything I'm feeling I can see in his eyes. I want to kiss him so bad it hurts, but I know I can't. So instead, I tear my gaze from his and look down at the ground.
Lauren Barnholdt
#60. Children are the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night. It hurts me to be away from them for a few hours. It really does. I love them and they're girls, so they know how to push my buttons. But I've learned a lot and I have to thank my wife for that.
Sylvester Stallone
#61. And on this night, the last of its kind before we get married to each other at the stroke of 8 tomorrow in the evening, as I walk towards my bed to call the day off, the last puff of wind brought from a fairy-tale land urges me to write this letter as your girlfriend, for one last time.
Debalina Haldar
#62. This particular evening, a giant yellow moon crested over a clear warm sky, so every fixture, the owls included, was floodlit like a carnival on its last night in town, and moon-drunk roars came from every corner. A perfect night to go out and make some dirty magic. *
Charlie Jane Anders
#63. Dates were like deep friendships filmed in timelapse, one-night stands were like express-courtships from courtship to dissolution... When I'd entered my last relationship at twenty, we'd all been new and shiny. Now I was meeting people who had... stories.
Anya Ulinich
#64. Your photograph is all I have: it is with me from the morning when I wake up with a frantic half dream about you to the last moment when I think of you and of death at night.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#65. Last night I weaved dreams from the cobwebs of time!
Avijeet Das
#66. At last they settled down to their long watch - squatting round the fire, and laughing for sheer love of adventure as good campaigners should; for were there not marching towards them some eight dark hours equipped with who could say what curious weapons from the rich arsenal of night and day?
Hope Mirrlees
#67. I have existed from the morning of the world and I shall exist until the last star falls from the night. Although I have taken the form of Gaius Caligula, I am all men as I am no man and therefore I am a God.
Caligula
#68. New Jersey Mayor Corey Booker last night personally rescued a woman from a burning building. Or as Fox News reported it, 'black man loots house, steals white woman.'
Bill Maher
#69. But we were different now. I wanted only his pain, and judging from the girl he'd come home with last night, Madoc was still the same. A user.
Penelope Douglas
#70. The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?
John Fowles
#71. Sleep frees our imaginations from the confines of its imprisonment. Last night I dreamt of penguins
B.B. Taylor
#72. Last night I fled until I came
To streets where leaking casements dripped
Stale lamplight from the corpse of flame;
A nervous window bled.
Allen Tate
#73. Every person on the face of the earth makes mistakes, Lily. Every last one. We're all so human. Your mother made a terrible mistake, but she tried to fix it.'
'Good night,' I said, and rolled onto my side.
'There is nothing perfect,' August said from the doorway. 'There is only life.
Sue Monk Kidd
#74. I've been away from my two daughters at a very important time in their life.'I have missed most of Girl Scout cookie season.Last night Zahra, my youngest called me up and said :"Daddy how come we never sell the most cookies? How come Mrs. Dunn wins every year?"'
Chris Rock
#75. Simon looked from one of them to the other, and shook his head. " When did you two get so buddy-buddy? Last night it was all, 'I'm the most elite warrior!' ' No, I'm the most elite warrior!' And today you're playing Halo and giving each other props for good ideas.
Cassandra Clare
#76. Unexpectedly, it was from Adrian. How r u feeling after last night? Been worried about u.
Richelle Mead
#77. -You said something else last night. Something about taking care of the woman you loved.
-I didn't think you were listening
-I heard you. And a woman wouldn't hide anything from the man she loved
~Arianna & John
Bernadette Marie
#78. ... the river sliding along its banks, darker now than the sky descending a last time to scatter its diamonds into these black waters that contain the day that passed, the night to come.
- Excerpt from the poem The Mercy
Philip Levine
#79. She'd never forgotten their last night in Seoul, or above it in fact, surveying the city lights from atop Namsan Mountain.
Giacomo Lee
#80. Someone spoke to me last night,
told me the truth. Just a few words,
but I recognized it.
I knew I should make myself get up,
write it down, but it was late,
and I was exhausted from working
all day in the garden, moving rocks.
Dorianne Laux
#81. In a bitter night, a mustard night that was last night, a good thought came and the dark was sweetened when the day sat down. And this thought went from evening star to the late dipper on the edge of the first light
that our betters spoke of.
John Steinbeck
#82. Forgot to live-tweet the election last night, so I'm post-tweeting today. I'll start as soon as my fingers unclench from their rage fists.
Stephen Colbert
#83. Yet another last night. The last night at home, the last night in the ghetto, the last night in the train, and, now, the last night in Buna. How much longer were our lives to be dragged out from one 'last night' to another?
Elie Wiesel
#84. One of my favorite first sentences of a
book is from Rebecca, Last night I dreamt
I went to Manderley again.
Daphne Du Maurier
#85. I swear," Hal said, "this place is like the Bermuda Triangle. It's friggin' spooky. I went out to feed the monkeys last night, and I saw the Easter Bunny walking down the road with Sasquatch. And now there are rockets shooting into the sky from nowhere.
Janet Evanovich
#86. The great trains howling from track to track all night. The taut and telegraphic murmur of ten thousand city wires, drawn most cruelly against a city sky. The rush of city waters, beneath the city streets. The passionate passing of the night's last El.
Nelson Algren
#87. How much longer would our lives be lived from one "last night" to the next?
Elie Wiesel
#88. What could never be endured, it turned out, was the last swathe of time before sleep came, the path from larger day to huger night, a little death when the mind was still alive and fluttering. Thus
Martin Amis
