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Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief’s beneath thy shade. – Aaron Hill
I’m nothing you can catch now. I am black powder, I am singe, I am the bomb that bursts the night. – A.M. Homes
It is good for a man to invite his ghosts into his warm interior, out of the wild night, into the firelight, out of the howling dark. – A. S. Byatt
I don’t recall having any self-awareness about the intricacy of my stories. – A. E. van Vogt