“It starts at midnight.”
“As she walked, clock towers across Prague started arguing midnight, and the long, fraught Monday came at last to a close.”
“On March 5th, I'm having my birthday celebration. The party starts at midnight, and ends at 12:01 AM. Don't be late!”
“A sentence starts out like a lone traveler heading into a blizzard at midnight, tilting into the wind, one arm shielding his face, the tails of his thin coat flapping behind him.”
“It is midnight. Rain is beating against the window." It was not midnight. It was not raining.”
“My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, in the middle of my midnight?”