“The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and its rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.”

“T was night, but night which the imperial moon,
Regal in her full beauty, turn'd to noon,
But still the noon of midnight; though the ray
Was clear and bright, it was not that of day;”

“Women are beautiful in the light of the day, but are even more so in the shadows of the night.”

“By then day had broken everywhere, but here it was still night—no, more than night.”

“But no clouds in a red sky promised daylight's return, nor in lessening shadows did a long twilight gleam with reflected sun. Black night that no ray can pierce comes ever denser from earth, veiling the heavens.”
Sed nec puniceo rediturum nubila caelo promisere jubar, nec rarescentibus umbris longa repercusso nituere crepuscula Phoebo: densior a terris et nulli peruia flammae subtexit nox atra polos.

“Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.”

“Day and night are nothing more than illusions before our eyes.”

“Oh night thou was my guide
Oh night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other.”

“When the moon is absent, the night started feeling restless, kept looking for the moon here and there behind the clouds. The lack of moonlight began to disturb all the stars, losing its existence even its stars started disappearing, then everyone would have spent the night without the moon.”

“O'er Nature's laws, God cast the veil of night,
Out blaz'd a Newton's soul — and all was light.”