No sight is more provocative of awe than is the night sky. – Llewelyn Powys, quoted in Highs by Alex J. Packer

Night, the beloved. 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. РAntoine de Saint-Exup̩ry

How long the night seems to one kept awake by pain. – Bernard-Joseph Saurin, Blanche et Guiscard, translated from French

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