For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright, Who art as black as hell, as dark as night.
Shakespeare's SonnetsYou deicde, and you make our night what you want. Brilliant and ours. Stupid and theirs.
The Tragedy of ArthurNight is a time of rigor, but also of mercy. There are truths which one can see only when it’s dark
Teibele And Her Demon