“The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night.”
“Spanish rain,A maiden’s dress,Apothecary pillsAnd ancient thrills;Melancholy killsA girl’s caress.(—Roman Payne; Valencia, Spain, November 2nd 2012)”
“I spent six hours becoming one with a shrubbery last night. There were three cloudbursts and a rain of small and very confused frogs”
“The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?”
“All my best thoughts were stolen by the ancients.”
“Four AM last call proved to me that the late-night hours had a mystical, ethereal quality ripe with dangerous possibilities.”