“Red sky at night, the city's alight.”

“It’s a red sky every night with Cosmic Ordering.”

“You could feel the war getting ready in the sky that night. The way the clouds moved aside and came back, and the way the stars looked, a million of the swimming between the clouds, like the enemy disks, and the feeling that the sky might fall upon the city and turn it to chalk dust, and the moon go up in red fire; that was how the night felt.”

“...a city that was to live by night after the wilderness had passed. A city that was to forge out of steel and blood-red neon its own peculiar wilderness.”

“The great trains howling from track to track all night. The taut and telegraphic murmur of ten thousand city wires, drawn most cruelly against a city sky. The rush of city waters, beneath the city streets. The passionate passing of the night's last El.”

“I suppose cats have sayings like... "A dead mouse...has no entertainment value." How's that? Doesn't exactly trip off the tongue, does it? Okay, how about..."Red sky at night, time for a nap...red sky in the morning... time for a nap.”