And I played music through the night, alone, echoing through the halls. My life, alive through note.
Sanctuary of ExpressionThe clouds were disappearing rapidly, leaving the stars to die. The night dried up.
The Magnetic FieldsSnow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
Missin' (Novel)We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.
Nights at the CircusAction and personal happiness have no truck with each other; they are eternally at war.
Night FlightThen there was a silence he had never before experienced: in it, you could hear the years.
Night Train to LisbonFor I have always been a seeker, a dreamer, and a ponderer on seeking and dreaming...
Night Ocean Et Autres Nouvelles