To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night. – Paul Simon, “A Poem on the Underground Wall”

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

If the Stars should appear one night in a thousand years, how would men believe and adore; and preserve for many generations the remembrance of the city of God which had been shown! But every night come out these envoys of beauty, and light the universe with their admonishing smile. – Ralph Waldo Emerson