When Things Come Alive

Night,
when words fade and
things come alive.
When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is
truly important becomes whole and sound again.
When man reassembles his fragmentary self and
grows with the calm of a tree.
                                   – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry                            

The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds 
at midnight has been present like an archangel at the 
creation of light and of the world
– Ralph Waldo Emerson

O radiant Dark!
O darkly fostered ray!
Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.
– George Eliot

To me at least was never evening yet
But seemed far beautifuller than its day.
~Robert Browning, The Ring and the Book

Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western
gate of heaven, and
Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Hyperion

 … Meditating under the solemnity of the night sky…
a mysterious transaction between the
infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe. 
– Victor Hugo

One moon lights a thousand forevers …
– Meng Chiao

I often think that the night is more alive and
more richly colored than the day. 
– Vincent Van Gogh

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