Top 100 Wild Night Sayings
#2. It is good for a man to invite his ghosts into his warm interior, out of the wild night, into the firelight, out of the howling dark.
A.S. Byatt
#3. After the play, he counts on playing cards,
and he on a wild night in some girl's arms -
why, in a cause like this, must you poor fools
so sorely try the Muses' kindness
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#4. The wind is rushing after us, and the clouds are flying after us, and the moon is plunging after us, and the whole wild night is in pursuit of us; but, so far we are pursued by nothing else.
Charles Dickens
#5. Here is my life, this life I never knew I could have, here is the whole world waiting for me, all the possible things. My future is as big as the wild night, the wine-dark sea.
Sarah McCarry
#7. I used to have a wild night with three women until 5am., but I am getting older. In the Olympic village here, I will live it up with five women, but only until 3am.
Alberto Tomba
#8. You are meant to heal. There is beauty and wild magic in the night. Enough to make you ache with joy and grow strong. There is no lesson in that. There is just reward, waiting for you, that asks nothing and demands no payment. Look! the Dragon orders. Look and tell me what more is needed.
Alexia Casale
#9. The night is perfect in a wild way, almost terrifyingly beautiful.
Patrick Rothfuss
#10. Karma: I know I've seen this man someplace before.
Artie (as McGuffey): Considering some of the places I frequent lady that's a comprising remark!
Wild Wild West TV Season 1
Night of the Flaming Ghost
Wild Wild West TV
#11. Artie: It's in here.
Jim: Let's check this [box] first, Artie.
Artie: Oh. [Finding a fake Sword of Kuniyoshi] Phony! How do you like that? Phony!
Jim: Artie ... so are our bonds.
Artie: Oh. You can't trust anybody these days.
Wild Wild West (TV) Season 3
Night of the Samurai
Wild Wild West TV
#12. Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.
Boris Pasternak
#13. The resurrection of the morning.
The mystery of the night.
The hummingbird's wings.
The excitement of thunder.
The rainbow in the waterfall.
Wild mustard, that rough blaze of the fields.
Mary Oliver
#14. A boundless continent, Dark, waste, and wild, under the frown of night Starless expos'd.
John Milton
#15. As the wild mood rose in him, the need for rest would lessen even more in the coming days. All he wanted was to get through the school day and find his way back to the night.
Ryan Blacketter
#16. And every day and every night they'd play upon my heart a song / So plaintive and so wild and strange that / all who heard it danced along / And sang and whirled and sank and trod and / skipped and slipped and reeled and rolled
Neil Gaiman
#17. Last night I did things my mother told me not to with the people I shouldn't see in the places that I should not go..
Nick Santino
#19. It is amazing to me, now, how such wild imaginings and philosophies - inspired by a night charged with frights and calamities - made such perfectly good sense to Owen Meany and me, but good friends are nothing to each other if they are not supportive.
John Irving
#20. Dr. Loveless: Dang these pine needles. Why can't a forest be decently carpeted?
Wild Wild West (TV) Second Season: Night of the Green Terror
Michael Garrison
#21. She was able to feel active creation going on around her in the rocks and hills, where the mystery of lust took place; and in herself, where all was yet only the night of senses and wild dreams, the work of passion going on.
Christina Stead
#22. Riggedy riggedy white Come and spend the night We'll play some games Some wild some tame Cause if you will, you might. By, Laberge
D.J. MacHale
#23. With the wild nature as ally and teacher we see not through two eyes but through the many eyes of intuition. With intuition we are like the starry night, we gaze at the world through a thousand eyes. The wild woman is fluent in the language of dreams, images, passion, and poetry.
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#24. For better or worse, we'd ended those nights together. Not last night, and when he left me alone, we'd crossed a line. He'd breached some new invisible boundary I'd never known was there.
Meredith Wild
#25. The wild gander leads his flock through the cool night, Ya-honk! he says, and sounds it down to me like an invitation: The pert may suppose it meaningless, but I listen closer, I find its purpose and place up there toward the November sky.
Walt Whitman
#26. I pride myself on being steady and unruffled even with my friends, and so I'm trying to get myself together, but goddamn, it is hard. They're making a movie out of my childhood ideas.
Christina Lauren
#27. Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered ...
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#28. No night so wild but brings the constant sun With love and power untold; No time so dark but through its woof there run Some blessed threads of gold.
Christopher Pearse Cranch
#29. Sarah wondered if at night the trees dreamed of a time when they covered the world and the true kings were wild and wore crowns of horns and antlers. Even
Cat Hellisen
#30. Somewhere, out at the edges, the night / Is turning and the waves of darkness / Begin to brighten the shore of dawn ... The heavy dark falls back to earth / And the freed air goes wild with light, / The heart fills with fresh, bright breath / And thoughts stir to give birth to colour
John O'Donohue
#31. Tread not into the fearsome night
But pull the covers high,
Step not into the wild dark wood
For the Hobbers are dancing nigh
Robin Jarvis
#32. It is 3:38 a.m., and the time of night when my mind starts running around all wild and out of control, like my cat, George, when he was a kitten.
Jennifer Niven
#33. Nature has not changed. The night is still unsullied, the stars still twinkle, and the wild thyme smells as sweetly now as it did then ... We may be afflicted and unhappy, but no one can take from us the sweet delight which is nature's gift to those who love her and her poetry.
George Sand
#35. Count Duchamps: It's a wonder he didn't clank when he [Jim West] when he walked. (referring to all of Jim's gadgets and weaponry)
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Night of the Two-Legged Buffalo
Wild Wild West TV
#36. I run 5 miles every night. It's where I go to digest my day, hash out the multitude of information that's been poured into me in the last wild six months or so, and to try and condense it down to some sort of cohesive strategy to live my life by.
Ryan Holiday
#37. How quick, brutal, and fragile is life. You are born, you live a few years in wild hope, then you are dragged back into the night. You might have breathed on a little longer, had you not dared think yourself a human creature instead of an engine of muscle and bone.
Donna Gillespie
#38. See I'm the reckless and wild one who saves him from being boring. It's why we're perfect for each other. We balance. - Madame Selena
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#39. When they answered the bell on that wild winter night. There was no one expected - and no one in sight.
Edward Gorey
#40. I like living in the city where I have all my books and music and can go out to buy that night's dinner or easily see a band. But I also like the wild places, especially hiking in the desert and the Eastern woodlands. Do I have to choose?
Charles De Lint
#41. A night of endless dreams, inconsequent and wild, is this my life; none more worth telling than the rest.
Murasaki Shikibu
#42. Jim: I want you to search every place in this hotel where a crate of dynamite could possibly be stored.
Artie: Right. And if I find it?
Jim: I'll arrange for someone to pour cold water over your face to revive you.
Wild Wild West (TV) Season 2
Night of the Infernal Machine
Wild Wild West TV
#43. It's just hard to go from seeing elephants living their lives in the wild and not being bothered by humans, to seeing them put in a bunker every night and then being forced to take assholes like us on rides.
Chelsea Handler
#44. Calm on the listening ear of night Come Heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains.
Edmund Sears
#45. Perhaps on some quiet night the tremor of far-off drums, sinking, swelling, a tremor vast, faint; a sound weird, appealing, suggestive and wild - and perhaps with as profound a meaning as the sound of bells in a Christian country.
Joseph Conrad
#46. From Syria even to Rome I fight with wild beasts, by land and sea, by night and by day, being bound amidst ten leopards, even a company of soldiers, who only grow worse when they are kindly treated.
Ignatius Of Antioch
#47. She comes by night, in fearsome flight, in garments black as pitch, the queen of doom upon her broom, the wild and wicked witch.
Jack Prelutsky
#48. You make me smile like the sun, fall out bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head. Spin like a record crazy on a sunday night. You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breath, shine like the sun buzz like a bee, just the thought of you can drive me wild. Oh you make me smile. -Uncle Kracker-
Uncle Kracker
#49. 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
#50. By a route obscure and lonely Haunted by ill angels only, Where an eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule
From a wild, weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE, out of TIME.
Edgar Allan Poe
#51. Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow; The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Heather Vogel Frederick
#52. You just came wild and sexy all over my hand and even left some claw marks on my back to prove it. Don't go getting shy on me now. 'Cause baby, before the night is over you will be naked in my bed.
Abbi Glines
#53. T. Wiggett Jones: It should be illegal ... to feel this rotten ... without a variety of loathsome memories to cherish.
Wild Wild West (TV) First Season: Night of the Grand Emir
Michael Garrison
#54. It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan in which it died away. Again and again it sounded, the whole air throbbing with it, strident, wild and menacing.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#55. I look on the opposite sex with something like the admiration with which I regard the starry sky on a frosty December night. I admire the beauty of the Creator's workmanship, I am charmed with the wild but graceful eccentricity of the motions, and then I wish both of them goodnight.
Robert Burns
#56. When winter first begins to bite and stones crack in the frosty night, when pools are black and trees are bare, 'tis evil in the Wild to fare.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#57. Heed not the night;
A summer lodge amid the wild is mine,
'Tis shadowed by the tulip-tree,
'Tis mantled by the vine.
William C. Bryant
#58. The dreams continue for over a month. Each reveals a new facet of her personality. One night, she is wild and unpredictable. The next, she is shy or giggly or coy. She laughs and growls and bites and sucks.
Darynda Jones
#59. The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#60. When Daniel Boone goes by at night
The phantom deer arise
And all lost, wild America
Is burning in their eyes.
Stephen Vincent Benet
#61. We know fun. Like two weekends ago we stayed up all night watching a documentary marathon on the brain." She rolled her eyes toward Erin. "We're positively wild.
Jenny B. Jones
#62. Just give me one night, Vanessa. One night, and I won't let you regret it.
Meredith Wild
#63. I once dated a girl that was wild. She was so wild that one night she gave her phone number to the mechanical bull.
Rodney Dangerfield
#64. The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mate less play; And, while the night is gathering grey, We'll talk its pensive hours away.
Emily Bronte
#65. Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling...let us go
Robert W. Service
#66. She walked with Bertram; she walked rather like a stag, with a little give of the ankles, fanning herself, majestic, silent, with all her senses roused, her ears pricked, snuffing the air, as if she had been some wild, but perfectly controlled creature taking its pleasure by night.
Virginia Woolf
#67. Tis the night - the night
Of the grave's delight,
And the warlocks are at their play;
Ye think that without
The wild winds shout,
But no, it is they - it is they.
Arthur Cleveland Coxe
#68. My brother's always hungry late at night, if he comes home that is. He always eats cheesy chips while he's half asleep on the couch. I look around, but he's not here, and I don't find any crumbs tucked into the couch bedding. The usual stain from his boots is missing from the carpet, and I
Clarissa Wild
#69. Jim: By the way Artie. How are you going to escape?
Artie: Oh, the usual way. Guile.. cunning ... trickery.
Wild Wild West Season 3
Night of the Arrow
Wild Wild West TV
#70. Sex and love went together like bad boys and leather, and with Ryder, she couldn't do one without the other. She could lie to herself and say she just wanted one last night of wild sex, but her heart would surely follow her body.
Cindy Skaggs
#71. Love is no hot-house flower,
but a wild plant, born of a wet night,
born of an hour of sunshine; sprung
from wild seed, blown along the road
by a
wild wind.
John Galsworthy
#72. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. 'We spent one night together.'
'You had sex then?'
'No we crocheted a quilt.' I cocked my head to side and gave him my nastiest glare. Lorelei Preston to Agent Brody-The Wild Hunt
Ashley Jeffery
#73. A 1920s dress I wore on my 21st birthday ... literally disintegrated on me. I had the most wild debauched night. And that disintegrated dress sits in my closet - such a great memory.
Liz Goldwyn
#74. Go for a short walk in a soft rain - lovely - so many wild flowers startling me through the woods and a lawn sprinkled with dandelions, like a night with stars. And through it all the sound of soft rain like the sound of innumerable earthworms stirring in the ground.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
#75. Gansey threw open his door. Gripping the roof of the car, he slid himself out. Even that gesture, Ronan noted, was wild-Gansey, Gansey-on-fire. Like he pulled himself from the car because ordinary climbing out was too slow.
This was going to be a night.
Maggie Stiefvater
#76. A girl I fall in love with will not have been like I was. I would like the girl who's had serious boyfriends, with maybe a wild phase where she had a couple one-night stands and that was that. Not the one who went for it like I did.
Stephen Dorff
#77. With her enchanting songs, her rare beauty, and clever tricks, this wild 'wanderess' ensnared my soul like a gypsy-thief, and led me foolish and blind to where you find me now. The first time I saw her, fires were alight. It was a spicy night in Barcelona. The air was fragrant and free.
Roman Payne
#78. When I went to college, I did clothing and textiles. It really wasn't until I moved to New York, my second night in, I did stand-up. I took a wild left turn, and instead of going back and finishing school at FIT, I started doing stand-up and acting.
Melissa McCarthy
#79. I should have been out there having a wild time like all the other girls my age, but I wasn't. I was going home every night to what was, initially, a very happy marriage.
Amanda Holden
#80. God is wild; I am tame ... Night falls and an age ends ... We call and are answered through the thick foliage, by voices too strange to be our own ...
Whitley Strieber
#81. I don't think there is shame in it. You were so wild in your pleasure that night. I couldn't find it in myself to look away. It delighted me to watch you so taken over by your need." Benjamin
K.A. Merikan
#82. And when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone.
Rudyard Kipling
#83. Humans cannot fly, but they can get the flying feeling. All they need to do is go out at night into a wild storm where the thunder roars like applause and the lightning throws itself in daggers of light at your bare feet and you suddenly find you are not afraid.
Hilary McKay
#84. He'd been prowling this bedchamber every night, driven wild by the knowledge only two oaken doors and some fifty paces of wainscoted corridor lay between him and the woman he'd crossed a continent to hold.
-Luke's thoughts
Tessa Dare
#85. I want this to be everything you want it to be." Leaning in, he smiles and says, "I want you to see your dream come to life.
Christina Lauren
#86. As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily's nature - the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.
L.M. Montgomery
#87. But Holly the gun-toting, wild-haired madwoman of the night before was in there somewhere, I knew. It made me look upon her with fond affection.
Jonathan Stroud
#88. The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#89. I always choose to remember the moment that was the best of Jeanne Cooper - those photos where she's in that wild dress triumphantly hoisting up the Emmy the night she finally won the damn thing. She was so proud, so happy.
Corbin Bernsen
#90. You won't find me dancing in a club at night but you will find me climbing mountains to see the sunrise, with a glimmer of hope and a smile on my face ~ this is life baby and freedom fills my days.
Nikki Rowe
#91. I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through ...
Paullina Simons
#92. Usually, I work every day, seven days a week. When I go three days without writing, my body aches with anxiety; my mood is irritable. My night dreams grow wild with unconscious invention.
Pete Hamill
#93. The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.
Emily Bronte
#94. For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.
Darren Shan
#95. Some have won a wild delight,
By daring wilder sorrow;
Could I gain thy love to-night,
I'd hazard death to-morrow.
Charlotte Bronte
#96. In 2010, the night before we launched 'Instagram v1', my co-founder Kevin and I bet on how many people would download the app its first day in the wild.
Mike Krieger
#97. Rough wind, the moanest loud Grief too sad for song; Wild wind, when sullen cloud Knells all the night long; Sad storm, whose tears are vain, Bare woods, whose branches strain, Deep caves and dreary main, Wail, for the world's wrong!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#98. But who knows what she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in?
J.R.R. Tolkien
#99. This doesn't work. Being apart destroys us. I can't live without you Blake. I can barely survive a night without you. How am I supposed to risk losing you for a lifetime?
Meredith Wild
#100. Some night soon, I'll sneak back in here and we can eat chocolates until we vomit."
"We're such refined, genteel ladies."
"Please," Lysandra said, waving a manicured hand, "you and I are nothing but wild beasts wearing human skins. Don't even try to deny it.
Sarah J. Maas
