Dying Light Quotes

If not exactly raging against the dying of the light, I was at least a little cross with it.

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Elvis a fight the dying light, Johnny Ray he's always crying.

Rage, rage against the dying light.

Don't surrender to the dying light; don't take it lying down.

Thin clouds form, and the shadows lengthen out. They have no breadth, as summer shadows have; there are no leaves on the trees or fat clouds in the sky to make them thick. They are gaunt, mean shadows that bite the ground like teeth. As the sun nears the horizon, its benevolent yellow begins to deepen, to become infected, until it glares an angry inflamed orange. It throws a variegated glow over the horizon.

My candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open.

We delight in the mere sight of the delicate glow of fading rays clinging to the surface of a dusky wall, there to live out what little life remains to them.

If you are not already dead, forgive. Rancor is heavy, it is worldly; leave it on earth: die light.

It was the way the autumn day looked into the high windows as it waned; the way the red light, breaking at the close from under a low sombre sky, reached out in a long shaft and played over old wainscots, old tapestry, old gold, old colour.

Moon, worn thin to the width of a quill,/ In the dawn clouds flying,/ How good to go, light into light, and still/ Giving light, dying.