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6.001 "education" /siks dub*l oh wun/, /dub*l oh wun/ or rarely /siks dub*l oh fun/ {MIT}'s introductory computer class for majors, known for its intensity. Developed by {Gerald Sussman} and {Hal Abelson}, the course is taught in {Scheme} and introduces {recursion}, {higher-order functions}, {object-oriented programming} and much more. Students who grasp the {meta}circular {interpreter} gain entry into the {Knights of the Lambda-Calculus}. 6.001 has been exported to several other colleges, sometimes successfully. The textbook, "Structure and Interpretation of Computer Programs", written with Julie Sussman is a classic that can be found on the shelves of many computer scientists, whether they took the course or not. Legendary characters from the class, problem sets, and book include the wise Alyssa P. Hacker, Ben Bitdiddle, Lem E. Tweakit and Eva Lu Ator, the careless Louis Reasoner and {Captain Abstraction}. (1994-11-22)

accolade ::: n. --> A ceremony formerly used in conferring knighthood, consisting am embrace, and a slight blow on the shoulders with the flat blade of a sword.
A brace used to join two or more staves.

“Agni is the leader of the sacrifice and protects it in the great journey against the powers of darkness. The knowledge and purpose of this divine Puissance can be entirely trusted; he is the friend and lover of the soul and will not betray it to evil gods. Even for the man sitting far off in the night, enveloped by the darkness of the human ignorance, this flame[Agni] is a light which, when it is perfectly kindled and in proportion as it mounts higher and higher, enlarges itself into the vast light of the Truth. Flaming upward to heaven to meet the divine Dawn, it rises through the vital or nervous mid-world and through our mental skies and enters at last the Paradise of Light, its own supreme home above where joyous for ever in the eternal Truth that is the foundation of the sempiternal Bliss the shining Immortals sit in their celestial sessions and drink the wine of the infinite beatitude.” The Secret of the Veda

*[Agni]. Sri Aurobindo: "Agni is the leader of the sacrifice and protects it in the great journey against the powers of darkness. The knowledge and purpose of this divine Puissance can be entirely trusted; he is the friend and lover of the soul and will not betray it to evil gods. Even for the man sitting far off in the night, enveloped by the darkness of the human ignorance, this flame[Agni] is a light which, when it is perfectly kindled and in proportion as it mounts higher and higher, enlarges itself into the vast light of the Truth. Flaming upward to heaven to meet the divine Dawn, it rises through the vital or nervous mid-world and through our mental skies and enters at last the Paradise of Light, its own supreme home above where joyous for ever in the eternal Truth that is the foundation of the sempiternal Bliss the shining Immortals sit in their celestial sessions and drink the wine of the infinite beatitude.” *The Secret of the Veda

AI koan "humour" /A-I koh'an/ One of a series of pastiches of Zen teaching riddles created by {Danny Hillis} at the {MIT AI Lab} around various major figures of the Lab's culture. See also {ha ha only serious}, {mu}. In reading these, it is at least useful to know that {Marvin Minsky}, {Gerald Sussman}, and Drescher are {AI} researchers of note, that {Tom Knight} was one of the {Lisp machine}'s principal designers, and that {David Moon} wrote much of Lisp Machine Lisp. * * * A novice was trying to fix a broken Lisp machine by turning the power off and on. Knight, seeing what the student was doing, spoke sternly: "You cannot fix a machine by just power-cycling it with no understanding of what is going wrong." Knight turned the machine off and on. The machine worked. * * * One day a student came to Moon and said: "I understand how to make a better garbage collector. We must keep a reference count of the pointers to each cons." Moon patiently told the student the following story:   "One day a student came to Moon and said: `I understand   how to make a better garbage collector... [Pure reference-count garbage collectors have problems with circular structures that point to themselves.] * * * In the days when Sussman was a novice, Minsky once came to him as he sat hacking at the PDP-6. "What are you doing?", asked Minsky. "I am training a randomly wired neural net to play Tic-Tac-Toe", Sussman replied. "Why is the net wired randomly?", asked Minsky. "I do not want it to have any preconceptions of how to play", Sussman said. Minsky then shut his eyes. "Why do you close your eyes?", Sussman asked his teacher. "So that the room will be empty." At that moment, Sussman was enlightened. * * * A disciple of another sect once came to Drescher as he was eating his morning meal. "I would like to give you this personality test", said the outsider, "because I want you to be happy." Drescher took the paper that was offered him and put it into the toaster, saying: "I wish the toaster to be happy, too." (1995-02-08)

ailette ::: n. --> A small square shield, formerly worn on the shoulders of knights, -- being the prototype of the modern epaulet.

ale-knight ::: n. --> A pot companion.

alkekengi ::: n. --> An herbaceous plant of the nightshade family (Physalis alkekengi) and its fruit, which is a well flavored berry, the size of a cherry, loosely inclosed in a enlarged leafy calyx; -- also called winter cherry, ground cherry, and strawberry tomato.

“All aspects of the omnipresent Reality have their fundamental truth in the Supreme Existence. Thus even the aspect or power of Inconscience, which seems to be an opposite, a negation of the eternal Reality, yet corresponds to a Truth held in itself by the self-aware and all-conscious Infinite. It is, when we look closely at it, the Infinite’s power of plunging the consciousness into a trance of self-involution, a self-oblivion of the Spirit veiled in its own abysses where nothing is manifest but all inconceivably is and can emerge from that ineffable latency. In the heights of Spirit this state of cosmic or infinite trance-sleep appears to our cognition as a luminous uttermost Superconscience: at the other end of being it offers itself to cognition as the Spirit’s potency of presenting to itself the opposites of its own truths of being,—an abyss of non-existence, a profound Night of inconscience, a fathomless swoon of insensibility from which yet all forms of being, consciousness and delight of existence can manifest themselves,—but they appear in limited terms, in slowly emerging and increasing self-formulations, even in contrary terms of themselves; it is the play of a secret all-being, all-delight, all-knowledge, but it observes the rules of its own self-oblivion, self-opposition, self-limitation until it is ready to surpass it. This is the Inconscience and Ignorance that we see at work in the material universe. It is not a denial, it is one term, one formula of the infinite and eternal Existence.” The Life Divine

allnight ::: n. --> Light, fuel, or food for the whole night.

alternation ::: n. --> The reciprocal succession of things in time or place; the act of following and being followed by turns; alternate succession, performance, or occurrence; as, the alternation of day and night, cold and heat, summer and winter, hope and fear.
The response of the congregation speaking alternately with the minister.

anight ::: adv. --> Alt. of Anights

anights ::: adv. --> In the night time; at night.

an inn or hotel providing overnight lodging for travelers.

antephialtic ::: a. --> Good against nightmare. ::: n. --> A remedy nightmare.

arc ::: n. --> A portion of a curved line; as, the arc of a circle or of an ellipse.
A curvature in the shape of a circular arc or an arch; as, the colored arc (the rainbow); the arc of Hadley&

arctic ::: a. --> Pertaining to, or situated under, the northern constellation called the Bear; northern; frigid; as, the arctic pole, circle, region, ocean; an arctic expedition, night, temperature. ::: n. --> The arctic circle.
A warm waterproof overshoe.

armadillo ::: n. --> Any edentate animal if the family Dasypidae, peculiar to America. The body and head are incased in an armor composed of small bony plates. The armadillos burrow in the earth, seldom going abroad except at night. When attacked, they curl up into a ball, presenting the armor on all sides. Their flesh is good food. There are several species, one of which (the peba) is found as far north as Texas. See Peba, Poyou, Tatouay.
A genus of small isopod Crustacea that can roll

armiger ::: n. --> Formerly, an armor bearer, as of a knight, an esquire who bore his shield and rendered other services. In later use, one next in degree to a knight, and entitled to armorial bearings. The term is now superseded by esquire.

armorer ::: n. --> One who makes or repairs armor or arms.
Formerly, one who had care of the arms and armor of a knight, and who dressed him in armor.
One who has the care of arms and armor, cleans or repairs them, etc.

assize ::: n. --> An assembly of knights and other substantial men, with a bailiff or justice, in a certain place and at a certain time, for public business.
A special kind of jury or inquest.
A kind of writ or real action.
A verdict or finding of a jury upon such writ.
A statute or ordinance in general. Specifically: (1) A statute regulating the weight, measure, and proportions of ingredients

“As the Sun is image and godhead of the golden Light of the divine Truth, so Dawn is image and godhead of the opening out of the supreme illumination on the night of our human ignorance. Dawn daughter of Heaven and Night her sister are obverse and reverse sides of the same eternal Infinite.” The Secret of the Veda

atropine ::: n. --> A poisonous, white, crystallizable alkaloid, extracted from the Atropa belladonna, or deadly nightshade, and the Datura Stramonium, or thorn apple. It is remarkable for its power in dilating the pupil of the eye. Called also daturine.

attoparsec "unit, humour" About 31 mm (one inch). "atto-" is the standard {SI} {prefix} for multiplication by 10^-18. A parsec (parallax-second) is 3.26 light-years; an attoparsec is thus 3.26 * 10^-18 light years. Thus, one attoparsec per {microfortnight} is about one inch per second. This unit is reported to be in use (though probably not very seriously) among hackers in the UK. [{Jargon File}] (1996-12-08)

Automated Retroactive Minimal Moderation "messaging" (ARMM) A {Usenet} robot created by Dick Depew of Munroe Falls, Ohio. ARMM was intended to automatically cancel posts from anonymous-posting sites. Unfortunately, the robot's recogniser for anonymous postings triggered on its own automatically-generated control messages! Transformed by this stroke of programming ineptitude into a monster of Frankensteinian proportions, it broke loose on the night of 1993-03-31 and proceeded to {spam} {news:news.admin.policy} with a recursive explosion of over 200 messages. Reactions varied from amusement to outrage. The pathological messages crashed at least one mail system, and upset people paying line charges for their {Usenet} feeds. One poster described the ARMM debacle as "instant {Usenet} history" (also establishing the term {despew}), and it has since been widely cited as a cautionary example of the havoc the combination of good intentions and incompetence can wreak on a network. Compare {Great Worm}; {sorcerer's apprentice mode}. See also {software laser}, {network meltdown}. (1996-01-08)

bachelor ::: n. --> A man of any age who has not been married.
An unmarried woman.
A person who has taken the first or lowest degree in the liberal arts, or in some branch of science, at a college or university; as, a bachelor of arts.
A knight who had no standard of his own, but fought under the standard of another in the field; often, a young knight.
In the companies of London tradesmen, one not yet

bachelry ::: n. --> The body of young aspirants for knighthood.

baffle ::: v. t. --> To cause to undergo a disgraceful punishment, as a recreant knight.
To check by shifts and turns; to elude; to foil.
To check by perplexing; to disconcert, frustrate, or defeat; to thwart. ::: v. i.

banewort ::: n. --> Deadly nightshade.

bang path 1. "communications" An old-style {UUCP} {electronic-mail address} naming a sequence of hosts through which a message must pass to get from some assumed-reachable location to the addressee (a "{source route}"). So called because each {hop} is signified by a {bang} sign (exclamation mark). Thus, for example, the path ...!bigsite!foovax!barbox!me directs people to route their mail to computer bigsite (presumably a well-known location accessible to everybody) and from there through the computer foovax to the account of user me on barbox. Before {autorouting mailers} became commonplace, people often published compound bang addresses using the { } convention (see {glob}) to give paths from *several* big computers, in the hope that one's correspondent might be able to get mail to one of them reliably. e.g. ...!{seismo, ut-sally, ihnp4}!rice!beta!gamma!me Bang paths of 8 to 10 hops were not uncommon in 1981. Late-night dial-up UUCP links would cause week-long transmission times. Bang paths were often selected by both transmission time and reliability, as messages would often get lost. 2. "operating system" A {shebang}. (1998-05-06)

banneret ::: n. --> Originally, a knight who led his vassals into the field under his own banner; -- commonly used as a title of rank.
A title of rank, conferred for heroic deeds, and hence, an order of knighthood; also, the person bearing such title or rank.
A civil officer in some Swiss cantons.
A small banner.

baronet ::: n. --> A dignity or degree of honor next below a baron and above a knight, having precedency of all orders of knights except those of the Garter. It is the lowest degree of honor that is hereditary. The baronets are commoners.

batfowling ::: n. --> A mode of catching birds at night, by holding a torch or other light, and beating the bush or perch where they roost. The birds, flying to the light, are caught with nets or otherwise.

beauseant ::: n. --> The black and white standard of the Knights Templars.

bedgown ::: n. --> A nightgown.

belated ::: imp. & p. p. --> of Belate ::: a. --> Delayed beyond the usual time; too late; overtaken by night; benighted.

belladonna ::: n. --> An herbaceous European plant (Atropa belladonna) with reddish bell-shaped flowers and shining black berries. The whole plant and its fruit are very poisonous, and the root and leaves are used as powerful medicinal agents. Its properties are largely due to the alkaloid atropine which it contains. Called also deadly nightshade.
A species of Amaryllis (A. belladonna); the belladonna lily.

bellman ::: n. --> A man who rings a bell, especially to give notice of anything in the streets. Formerly, also, a night watchman who called the hours.

belted ::: imp. & p. p. --> of Belt ::: a. --> Encircled by, or secured with, a belt; as, a belted plaid; girt with a belt, as an honorary distinction; as, a belted knight; a belted earl.
Marked with a band or circle; as, a belted stalk.

benighted ::: imp. & p. p. --> of Benight

benighting ::: p. pr. & vb. n. --> of Benight

benightment ::: n. --> The condition of being benighted.

benight ::: v. t. --> To involve in darkness; to shroud with the shades of night; to obscure.
To overtake with night or darkness, especially before the end of a day&

Berkeley Quality Software "abuse" (Often abbreviated "BQS") Term used in a pejorative sense to refer to software that was apparently created by rather spaced-out hackers late at night to solve some unique problem. It usually has nonexistent, incomplete, or incorrect documentation, has been tested on at least two examples, and core dumps when anyone else attempts to use it. This term was frequently applied to early versions of the "dbx(1)" debugger. See also {Berzerkeley}. [{Jargon File}] (1996-01-15)

Big Room "jargon, humour" The extremely large room with the blue ceiling and intensely bright light (during the day) or black ceiling with lots of tiny night-lights (during the night) found outside all computer installations. "He can't come to the phone right now, he's somewhere out in the Big Room." (1996-03-04)

binnacle ::: n. --> A case or box placed near the helmsman, containing the compass of a ship, and a light to show it at night.

birthnight ::: n. --> The night in which a person is born; the anniversary of that night in succeeding years.

bivouac ::: n. --> The watch of a whole army by night, when in danger of surprise or attack.
An encampment for the night without tents or covering. ::: v. i. --> To watch at night or be on guard, as a whole army.
To encamp for the night without tents or covering.

biweekly ::: a. --> Occurring or appearing once every two weeks; fortnightly. ::: n. --> A publication issued every two weeks.

black ::: a. --> Destitute of light, or incapable of reflecting it; of the color of soot or coal; of the darkest or a very dark color, the opposite of white; characterized by such a color; as, black cloth; black hair or eyes.
In a less literal sense: Enveloped or shrouded in darkness; very dark or gloomy; as, a black night; the heavens black with clouds.
Fig.: Dismal, gloomy, or forbidding, like darkness; destitute of moral light or goodness; atrociously wicked; cruel;

blackcap ::: n. --> A small European song bird (Sylvia atricapilla), with a black crown; the mock nightingale.
An American titmouse (Parus atricapillus); the chickadee.
An apple roasted till black, to be served in a dish of boiled custard.
The black raspberry.

black hole ::: --> A dungeon or dark cell in a prison; a military lock-up or guardroom; -- now commonly with allusion to the cell (the Black Hole) in a fort at Calcutta, into which 146 English prisoners were thrust by the nabob Suraja Dowla on the night of June 20, 17656, and in which 123 of the prisoners died before morning from lack of air.

blow away "operating system, jargon" To remove (files and directories) from permanent storage, generally by accident. "He reformatted the wrong partition and blew away last night's netnews". Compare: {nuke}. [{Jargon File}] (1996-01-05)

bluethroat ::: n. --> A singing bird of northern Europe and Asia (Cyanecula Suecica), related to the nightingales; -- called also blue-throated robin and blue-throated warbler.

Night ::: An Inquisition of the priests of Night

Night dreams are involuntary upsurgings of the sex impres- sions from the subconscient ; most, even when they are not indulging in the sex act, have it from time to time though it varies in period from a week, a fortnight, a month to three or four months or even less. To have it more frequently indicates either indulgence in sex-imaginaiions which stimulate the sex-centre or else a neivous weakness in that part due to past indulgence.

Nightmare ::: A frightening dream occurring in REM sleep.

Nightmare File System Pejorative hackerism for {Sun}'s {Network File System} (NFS). In any nontrivial network of Suns where there is a lot of NFS {cross-mount}ing, when one Sun goes down, the others often freeze up. Some machine tries to access the down one, and (getting no response) repeats indefinitely. This causes it to appear dead to some messages (what is actually happening is that it is locked up in what should have been a brief excursion to a higher {spl} level). Then another machine tries to reach either the down machine or the pseudo-down machine, and itself becomes pseudo-down. The first machine to discover the down one is now trying both to access the down one and to respond to the pseudo-down one, so it is even harder to reach. This situation snowballs very quickly, and soon the entire network of machines is frozen - worst of all, the user can't even abort the file access that started the problem! Many of NFS's problems are excused by partisans as being an inevitable result of its {stateless}ness, which is held to be a great feature (critics, of course, call it a great {misfeature}). {ITS} partisans are apt to cite this as proof of {Unix}'s alleged bogosity; ITS had a working NFS-like shared file system with none of these problems in the early 1970s. See also {broadcast storm}. [{Jargon File}]

Night ::: Symbol of the Ignorance or Avidya in which men live.

Night ::: “The Night is the symbol of the Ignorance or Avidya in which men live just as Light is the symbol of Truth and Knowledge.” Letters on Yoga

bounce 1. (Perhaps by analogy to a bouncing check) An {electronic mail} message that is undeliverable and returns an error notification (a "{bounce message}") to the sender is said to "bounce". 2. To play volleyball. The now-demolished {D. C. Power Lab} building used by the {Stanford AI Lab} in the 1970s had a volleyball court on the front lawn. From 5 PM to 7 PM was the scheduled maintenance time for the computer, so every afternoon at 5 would come over the intercom the cry: "Now hear this: bounce, bounce!", followed by Brian McCune loudly bouncing a volleyball on the floor outside the offices of known volleyballers. 3. To engage in sexual intercourse; probably from the expression "bouncing the mattress", but influenced by Roo's psychosexually loaded "Try bouncing me, Tigger!" from the "Winnie-the-Pooh" books. Compare {boink}. 4. To casually reboot a system in order to clear up a transient problem. Reported primarily among {VMS} users. 5. (VM/CMS programmers) Automatic warm-start of a computer after an error. "I logged on this morning and found it had bounced 7 times during the night" 6. (IBM) To {power cycle} a peripheral in order to reset it. [{Jargon File}] (1994-11-29)

britzska ::: n. --> A long carriage, with a calash top, so constructed as to give space for reclining at night, when used on a journey.

brownie ::: n. --> An imaginary good-natured spirit, who was supposed often to perform important services around the house by night, such as thrashing, churning, sweeping.

bucky bits /buh'kee bits/ 1. Obsolete. The bits produced by the CONTROL and META shift keys on a SAIL keyboard ({octal} 200 and 400 respectively), resulting in a 9-bit keyboard character set. The MIT AI TV (Knight) keyboards extended this with TOP and separate left and right CONTROL and META keys, resulting in a 12-bit character set; later, LISP Machines added such keys as SUPER, HYPER, and GREEK (see {space-cadet keyboard}). 2. By extension, bits associated with "extra" shift keys on any keyboard, e.g. the ALT on an IBM PC or command and option keys on a Macintosh. It has long been rumored that "bucky bits" were named after Buckminster Fuller during a period when he was consulting at Stanford. Actually, bucky bits were invented by Niklaus Wirth when *he* was at Stanford in 1964--65; he first suggested the idea of an EDIT key to set the 8th bit of an otherwise 7 bit ASCII character. It seems that, unknown to Wirth, certain Stanford hackers had privately nicknamed him "Bucky" after a prominent portion of his dental anatomy, and this nickname transferred to the bit. Bucky-bit commands were used in a number of editors written at Stanford, including most notably TV-EDIT and NLS. The term spread to MIT and CMU early and is now in general use. Ironically, Wirth himself remained unaware of its derivation for nearly 30 years, until {GLS} dug up this history in early 1993! See {double bucky}, {quadruple bucky}. (2001-06-22)

bulbul ::: n. --> The Persian nightingale (Pycnonotus jocosus). The name is also applied to several other Asiatic singing birds, of the family Timaliidae. The green bulbuls belong to the Chloropsis and allied genera.

bum 1. To make highly efficient, either in time or space, often at the expense of clarity. "I managed to bum three more instructions out of that code." "I spent half the night bumming the interrupt code." In {elder days}, {John McCarthy} (inventor of {Lisp}) used to compare some efficiency-obsessed hackers among his students to "ski bums"; thus, optimisation became "program bumming", and eventually just "bumming". 2. To squeeze out excess; to remove something in order to improve whatever it was removed from (without changing function; this distinguishes the process from a {featurectomy}). 3. A small change to an algorithm, program, or hardware device to make it more efficient. "This hardware bum makes the jump instruction faster." Usage: now uncommon, largely superseded by v. {tune} (and {tweak}, {hack}), though none of these exactly capture sense 2. All these uses are rare in Commonwealth hackish, because in the parent dialects of English "bum" is a rude synonym for "buttocks". [{Jargon File}]

bunk ::: n. --> A wooden case or box, which serves for a seat in the daytime and for a bed at night.
One of a series of berths or bed places in tiers.
A piece of wood placed on a lumberman&

burglary ::: n. --> Breaking and entering the dwelling house of another, in the nighttime, with intent to commit a felony therein, whether the felonious purpose be accomplished or not.

cabaret ::: n. --> A tavern; a house where liquors are retailed.
a type of restaurant where liquor and dinner is served, and entertainment is provided, as by musicians, dancers, or comedians, and providing space for dancing by the patrons; -- similar to a nightclub. The term cabaret is often used in the names of such an establishment.
the type of entertainment provided in a cabaret{2}.

cacodemon ::: n. --> An evil spirit; a devil or demon.
The nightmare.

cactus ::: n. --> Any plant of the order Cactacae, as the prickly pear and the night-blooming cereus. See Cereus. They usually have leafless stems and branches, often beset with clustered thorns, and are mostly natives of the warmer parts of America.

camisado ::: n. --> A shirt worn by soldiers over their uniform, in order to be able to recognize one another in a night attack.
An attack by surprise by soldiers wearing the camisado.

candygrammar "language" A programming-language grammar that is mostly {syntactic sugar}; a play on "candygram". {COBOL}, {Apple Computer}'s {Hypertalk} language, and many {4GLs} share this property. The intent is to be as English-like as possible and thus easier for unskilled people to program. However, {syntax} isn't what makes programming hard; it's the mental effort and organisation required to specify an {algorithm} precisely. Thus "candygrammar" languages are just as difficult to program in, and far more painful for the experienced hacker. {GLS} notes: The overtones from the 1977 Chevy Chase "Jaws" parody on Saturday Night Live should not be overlooked. Someone lurking outside an apartment door tries to get the occupant to open up, while ominous music plays in the background. The last attempt is a half-hearted "Candygram!" When the door is opened, a shark bursts in and chomps the poor occupant. There is a moral here for those attracted to candygrammars. [{Jargon File}] (2004-09-23)

canonical (Historically, "according to religious law") 1. "mathematics" A standard way of writing a formula. Two formulas such as 9 + x and x + 9 are said to be equivalent because they mean the same thing, but the second one is in "canonical form" because it is written in the usual way, with the highest power of x first. Usually there are fixed rules you can use to decide whether something is in canonical form. Things in canonical form are easier to compare. 2. "jargon" The usual or standard state or manner of something. The term acquired this meaning in computer-science culture largely through its prominence in {Alonzo Church}'s work in computation theory and {mathematical logic} (see {Knights of the Lambda-Calculus}). Compare {vanilla}. This word has an interesting history. Non-technical academics do not use the adjective "canonical" in any of the senses defined above with any regularity; they do however use the nouns "canon" and "canonicity" (not "canonicalness"* or "canonicality"*). The "canon" of a given author is the complete body of authentic works by that author (this usage is familiar to Sherlock Holmes fans as well as to literary scholars). "The canon" is the body of works in a given field (e.g. works of literature, or of art, or of music) deemed worthwhile for students to study and for scholars to investigate. The word "canon" derives ultimately from the Greek "kanon" (akin to the English "cane") referring to a reed. Reeds were used for measurement, and in Latin and later Greek the word "canon" meant a rule or a standard. The establishment of a canon of scriptures within Christianity was meant to define a standard or a rule for the religion. The above non-technical academic usages stem from this instance of a defined and accepted body of work. Alongside this usage was the promulgation of "canons" ("rules") for the government of the Catholic Church. The usages relating to religious law derive from this use of the Latin "canon". It may also be related to arabic "qanun" (law). Hackers invest this term with a playfulness that makes an ironic contrast with its historical meaning. A true story: One Bob Sjoberg, new at the {MIT AI Lab}, expressed some annoyance at the incessant use of jargon. Over his loud objections, {GLS} and {RMS} made a point of using as much of it as possible in his presence, and eventually it began to sink in. Finally, in one conversation, he used the word "canonical" in jargon-like fashion without thinking. Steele: "Aha! We've finally got you talking jargon too!" Stallman: "What did he say?" Steele: "Bob just used "canonical" in the canonical way." Of course, canonicality depends on context, but it is implicitly defined as the way *hackers* normally expect things to be. Thus, a hacker may claim with a straight face that "according to religious law" is *not* the canonical meaning of "canonical". (2002-02-06)

caravansary ::: n. --> A kind of inn, in the East, where caravans rest at night, being a large, rude, unfurnished building, surrounding a court.

casting the runes "jargon" What a {guru} does when you ask him or her to run a particular program because it never works for anyone else; especially used when nobody can ever see what the guru is doing different from what J. Random Luser does. Compare {incantation}, {runes}, {examining the entrails}; also see the {AI koan} about Tom Knight. (1997-12-26)

casual ::: a. --> Happening or coming to pass without design, and without being foreseen or expected; accidental; fortuitous; coming by chance.
Coming without regularity; occasional; incidental; as, casual expenses. ::: n. --> One who receives relief for a night in a parish to which he

cathedral ::: In Night’s bare session to cathedral Light

cavalier ::: n. --> A military man serving on horseback; a knight.
A gay, sprightly, military man; hence, a gallant.
One of the court party in the time of king Charles I. as contrasted with a Roundhead or an adherent of Parliament.
A work of more than ordinary height, rising from the level ground of a bastion, etc., and overlooking surrounding parts. ::: a.

chess ::: n. --> A game played on a chessboard, by two persons, with two differently colored sets of men, sixteen in each set. Each player has a king, a queen, two bishops, two knights, two castles or rooks, and eight pawns.
A species of brome grass (Bromus secalinus) which is a troublesome weed in wheat fields, and is often erroneously regarded as degenerate or changed wheat; it bears a very slight resemblance to oats, and if reaped and ground up with wheat, so as to be used for

chevalier ::: n. --> A horseman; a knight; a gallant young man.
A member of certain orders of knighthood.

childe ::: n. --> A cognomen formerly prefixed to his name by the oldest son, until he succeeded to his ancestral titles, or was knighted; as, Childe Roland.

chivalric ::: a. --> Relating to chivalry; knightly; chivalrous.

chivalrous ::: a. --> Pertaining to chivalry or knight-errantry; warlike; heroic; gallant; high-spirited; high-minded; magnanimous.

chivalry ::: n. --> A body or order of cavaliers or knights serving on horseback; illustrious warriors, collectively; cavalry.
The dignity or system of knighthood; the spirit, usages, or manners of knighthood; the practice of knight-errantry.
The qualifications or character of knights, as valor, dexterity in arms, courtesy, etc.
A tenure of lands by knight&

coistril ::: n. --> An inferior groom or lad employed by an esquire to carry the knight&

collar ::: n. --> Something worn round the neck, whether for use, ornament, restraint, or identification; as, the collar of a coat; a lady&

commandery ::: n. --> The office or rank of a commander.
A district or a manor with lands and tenements appertaining thereto, under the control of a member of an order of knights who was called a commander; -- called also a preceptory.
An assembly or lodge of Knights Templars (so called) among the Freemasons.
A district under the administration of a military commander or governor.

commode ::: n. --> A kind of headdress formerly worn by ladies, raising the hair and fore part of the cap to a great height.
A piece of furniture, so named according to temporary fashion
A chest of drawers or a bureau.
A night stand with a compartment for holding a chamber vessel.
A kind of close stool.

companion ::: n. --> One who accompanies or is in company with another for a longer or shorter period, either from choice or casually; one who is much in the company of, or is associated with, another or others; an associate; a comrade; a consort; a partner.
A knight of the lowest rank in certain orders; as, a companion of the Bath.
A fellow; -- in contempt.
A skylight on an upper deck with frames and sashes of

contango ::: n. --> The premium or interest paid by the buyer to the seller, to be allowed to defer paying for the stock purchased until the next fortnightly settlement day.
The postponement of payment by the buyer of stock on the payment of a premium to the seller. See Backwardation.

Contemplate, for a moment, this wondrous reply in six lines, of Satyavan to his father’s gentle scolding of Savitri.”at noon leaving this house of clay”, for in the epic his death in the forest takes place at noon, not a departure of an early morning soul or one who leaves enfolded in the dark rooms of night, but at a time when the sun is at its most brilliant, showering the earth with light.

Cosmogony: (Gr. cosmos a. gonia, producing or creating the world) Is a pictorial treatment of the way in which the world or the universe came into being. In contrast to the most primitive civilizations, the great ethnic stocks of mankind have originated cosmogonies. The basal principles common to all mythological cosmogonies are: They deduce the creation of the world either from the fewest possible elements or from a single material principle such as water, ocean, earth, air, mud of river, slime, two halves of an egg, body of a giant, or from a spiritual or abstract principle such as an anthropomorphic god, deities, chaos, time, night, That. The genesis being a slow development characterized by an orderly sequence of periods, the creation process is variously divided into definite periods of specified units of years. The process of creation being self-originating, in its final stages the genealogy and origin of deities is a large admixture. There is no apparent ethical import attached to the cosmogonies. Few of them assume the idea of design as underlying the creation. They hold that the world had a beginning in time. The process of creation from less perfect to more perfect, from an original chaos to the final creation of man, the predominance of water in the original condition of the earth, the evolution of a spiritual or luminous principle reacting on the primeval water and the emphasis upon the godlike origin of man or his immediate relation to the deity, are all permeating threads of cosmogonic myths. In dualistic religions the world originates as a result of a hostile conflict of two opposing principles, or as a result of the parallel development of two opposing forces. The conception of creation ex nihilo was almost universally unknown in antiquity. -- H.H.

crash 1. A sudden, usually drastic failure. Most often said of the {system}, especially of magnetic disk drives (the term originally described what happened when the air gap of a hard disk collapses). "Three {lusers} lost their files in last night's disk crash." A disk crash that involves the read/write heads dropping onto the surface of the disks and scraping off the oxide may also be referred to as a "head crash", whereas the term "system crash" usually, though not always, implies that the operating system or other software was at fault. 2. To fail suddenly. "Has the system just crashed?" "Something crashed the OS!" See {down}. Also used transitively to indicate the cause of the crash (usually a person or a program, or both). "Those idiots playing {SPACEWAR} crashed the system." [{Jargon File}] (1994-12-01)

crosspiece ::: n. --> A piece of any structure which is fitted or framed crosswise.
A bar or timber connecting two knightheads or two bitts.

dark ::: adj. 1. Lacking or having very little light. 2. Concealed or secret; mysterious. 3. Difficult to understand; obscure. 4. Characterized by gloom; dismal. 5. Fig. Sinister; evil; absent moral or spiritual values. 6. (used of color) Having a dark hue; almost black. 7. Showing a brooding ill humor. 8. Having a complexion that is not fair; swarthy. darker, darkest, dark-browed, dark-robed.* n. 9. Absence of light; dark state or condition; darkness, esp. that of night. 10. A dark place: a place of darkness. 11. The condition of being hidden from view, obscure, or unknown; obscurity. *in the dark: in concealment or secrecy.

dark night ::: A passing through or letting go of attachment to a particular realm (gross, subtle, or causal), as well as the pain and sense of loss that often arise after peak experiencing a higher state/realm. Dark nights generally occur during the transition phases between states.

dark-side hacker "jargon, legal" A criminal or malicious hacker; a {cracker}. From George Lucas's Darth Vader, "seduced by the dark side of the Force". The implication that hackers form a sort of elite of technological Jedi Knights is intended. Opposite: {samurai}. [{Jargon File}] (1997-04-28)

date "convention, data" A string unique to a time duration of 24 hours between 2 successive midnights defined by the local time zone. The specific representation of a date will depend on which calendar convention is in force; e.g., Gregorian, Islamic, Japanese, Chinese, Hebrew etc. as well as local ordering conventions such as UK: day/month/year, US: month/day/year. Inputting and outputting dates on computers is greatly complicated by these {localisation} issues which is why they tend to operate on dates internally in some unified form such as seconds past midnight at the start of the first of January 1970. Many software and hardware representations of dates allow only two digits for the year, leading to the {year 2000} problem. {Unix manual page}: date(1), ctime(3). (1997-07-11)

Dats ::: Forces of the night, i.c. ignorant movements finding a lodging in the obscurity of the unenlightened nature.

“Day and Night,—the latter the state of Ignorance that belongs to our material Nature, the former the state of illumined Knowledge that belongs to the divine Mind of which our mentality is a pale and dulled reflection.” The Secret of the Veda

day and night

DAY AND NIGHT. ::: The up and down movement is com- mon to all ways of yoga. It is there in the path of Bhakti, but there are equally alternations of states of light and states of darkness, sometimes sheer and prolonged darkness, when one follows the path of Knowledge. Those who have occult experi- ences come to periods when all experiences cease and even seem finished for ever.

daylight ::: n. --> The light of day as opposed to the darkness of night; the light of the sun, as opposed to that of the moon or to artificial light.
The eyes.

Day ::: Madhav: “Day is luminous consciousness and night is obscure consciousness.” The Book of the Divine Mother

daymare ::: n. --> A kind of incubus which occurs during wakefulness, attended by the peculiar pressure on the chest which characterizes nightmare.

day ::: n. --> The time of light, or interval between one night and the next; the time between sunrise and sunset, or from dawn to darkness; hence, the light; sunshine.
The period of the earth&

daytime ::: n. --> The time during which there is daylight, as distinguished from the night.

decamp ::: v. i. --> To break up a camp; to move away from a camping ground, usually by night or secretly.
Hence, to depart suddenly; to run away; -- generally used disparagingly.

decoration ::: n. --> The act of adorning, embellishing, or honoring; ornamentation.
That which adorns, enriches, or beautifies; something added by way of embellishment; ornament.
Specifically, any mark of honor to be worn upon the person, as a medal, cross, or ribbon of an order of knighthood, bestowed for services in war, great achievements in literature, art, etc.

deep ::: n. 1. A vast extent, as of space or time; an abyss. 2. Fig. Difficult to penetrate; incomprehensible to one of ordinary understanding or knowledge; as an unfathomable thought, idea, esp. poetic. Deep, deep"s, deeps. adj. 3. Extending far downward below a surface. 4. Having great spatial extension or penetration downward or inward from an outer surface or backward or laterally or outward from a center; sometimes used in combination. 5. Coming from or penetrating to a great depth. 6. Situated far down, in, or back. 7. Lying below the surface; not superficial; profound. 8. Of great intensity; as extreme deep happiness, deep trouble. 9. Absorbing; engrossing. 10. Grave or serious. 11. Profoundly or intensely. 12. Mysterious; obscure; difficult to penetrate or understand. 13. Low in pitch or tone. 14. Profoundly cunning, crafty or artful. 15. The central and most intense or profound part; "in the deep of night”; "in the deep of winter”. deeper, deepest, deep-browed, deep-caved, deep-concealed, deep-etched, deep-fraught, deep-guarded, deep-hid, deep-honied, deep-pooled, deep-thoughted. *adv. *16. to a great depth psychologically or profoundly.

degradation ::: n. --> The act of reducing in rank, character, or reputation, or of abasing; a lowering from one&

dew ::: n. --> Moisture from the atmosphere condensed by cool bodies upon their surfaces, particularly at night.
Figuratively, anything which falls lightly and in a refreshing manner.
An emblem of morning, or fresh vigor. ::: v. t.

dews ::: 1. Water droplets condensed from the air, usually at night, onto cool surfaces. 2. Something like or compared to such drops of moisture, as in purity, delicacy, or refreshing quality. dewy, Dew-time.

disquietly ::: adv. --> In a disquiet manner; uneasily; as, he rested disquietly that night.

diurnal ::: a. --> Relating to the daytime; belonging to the period of daylight, distinguished from the night; -- opposed to nocturnal; as, diurnal heat; diurnal hours.
Daily; recurring every day; performed in a day; going through its changes in a day; constituting the measure of a day; as, a diurnal fever; a diurnal task; diurnal aberration, or diurnal parallax; the diurnal revolution of the earth.
Opening during the day, and closing at night; -- said of

dominus ::: n. --> Master; sir; -- a title of respect formerly applied to a knight or a clergyman, and sometimes to the lord of a manor.

donship ::: n. --> The quality or rank of a don, gentleman, or knight.

donzel ::: n. --> A young squire, or knight&

dos.a (dosha) ::: "in the Night"; under the cover of darkness and undosa . consciousness.

DOSIG night 109

dousing-chock ::: n. --> One of several pieces fayed across the apron and lapped in the knightheads, or inside planking above the upper deck.

Dragon Book "publication" The classic text "Compilers: Principles, Techniques and Tools", by Alfred V. Aho, Ravi Sethi, and Jeffrey D. Ullman (Addison-Wesley 1986; ISBN 0-201-10088-6). So called because of the cover design featuring a dragon labelled "complexity of compiler design" and a knight bearing the lance "LALR parser generator" among his other trappings. This one is more specifically known as the "Red Dragon Book" (1986); an earlier edition, sans Sethi and titled "Principles Of Compiler Design" (Alfred V. Aho and Jeffrey D. Ullman; Addison-Wesley, 1977; ISBN 0-201-00022-9), was the "Green Dragon Book" (1977). (Also "New Dragon Book", "Old Dragon Book".) The horsed knight and the Green Dragon were warily eying each other at a distance; now the knight is typing (wearing gauntlets!) at a terminal showing a video-game representation of the Red Dragon's head while the rest of the beast extends back in normal space. See also {book titles}. (1996-12-03)

Dragon ::: Unused, guarded beneath Night’s dragon paws,

dubbing ::: p. pr. & vb. n. --> of Dub ::: n. --> The act of dubbing, as a knight, etc.
The act of rubbing, smoothing, or dressing; a dressing off smooth with an adz.
A dressing of flour and water used by weavers; a mixture

dub ::: v. t. --> To confer knighthood upon; as, the king dubbed his son Henry a knight.
To invest with any dignity or new character; to entitle; to call.
To clothe or invest; to ornament; to adorn.
To strike, rub, or dress smooth; to dab;
To dress with an adz; as, to dub a stick of timber smooth.
To strike cloth with teasels to raise a nap.

dumbed down "jargon" Simplified, with a strong connotation of *over*simplified. Often, a {marketroid} will insist that the interfaces and documentation of software be dumbed down after the designer has burned untold gallons of midnight oil making it smart. This creates friction. See {user-friendly}. (1995-04-14)

dusk ::: n. **1. The state or period of partial darkness between day and night; the dark part of twilight. 2. Partial darkness; shade; gloom. Dusk. adj. 3. Poetic. shady; gloomy. dusky.**

dwale ::: a. --> The deadly nightshade (Atropa Belladonna), having stupefying qualities.
The tincture sable or black when blazoned according to the fantastic system in which plants are substituted for the tinctures.
A sleeping potion; an opiate.

electronic mail "messaging" (e-mail) Messages automatically passed from one computer user to another, often through computer {networks} and/or via {modems} over telephone lines. A message, especially one following the common {RFC 822} {standard}, begins with several lines of {headers}, followed by a blank line, and the body of the message. Most e-mail systems now support the {MIME} {standard} which allows the message body to contain "{attachments}" of different kinds rather than just one block of plain {ASCII} text. It is conventional for the body to end with a {signature}. Headers give the name and {electronic mail address} of the sender and recipient(s), the time and date when it was sent and a subject. There are many other headers which may get added by different {message handling systems} during delivery. The message is "composed" by the sender, usually using a special program - a "{Mail User Agent}" (MUA). It is then passed to some kind of "{Message Transfer Agent}" (MTA) - a program which is responsible for either delivering the message locally or passing it to another MTA, often on another {host}. MTAs on different hosts on a network often communicate using {SMTP}. The message is eventually delivered to the recipient's {mailbox} - normally a file on his computer - from where he can read it using a mail reading program (which may or may not be the same {MUA} as used by the sender). Contrast {snail-mail}, {paper-net}, {voice-net}. The form "email" is also common, but is less suggestive of the correct pronunciation and derivation than "e-mail". The word is used as a noun for the concept ("Isn't e-mail great?", "Are you on e-mail?"), a collection of (unread) messages ("I spent all night reading my e-mail"), and as a verb meaning "to send (something in) an e-mail message" ("I'll e-mail you (my report)"). The use of "an e-mail" as a count noun for an e-mail message, and plural "e-mails", is now (2000) also well established despite the fact that "mail" is definitely a mass noun. Oddly enough, the word "emailed" is actually listed in the Oxford English Dictionary. It means "embossed (with a raised pattern) or arranged in a net work". A use from 1480 is given. The word is derived from French "emmailleure", network. Also, "email" is German for enamel. {The story of the first e-mail message (}. {How data travels around the world (} (2014-10-07)

encamp ::: v. i. --> To form and occupy a camp; to prepare and settle in temporary habitations, as tents or huts; to halt on a march, pitch tents, or form huts, and remain for the night or for a longer time, as an army or a company traveling. ::: v. t. --> To form into a camp; to place in a temporary habitation,

ephialtes ::: n. --> The nightmare.

equator ::: n. --> The imaginary great circle on the earth&

equestrian ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to horses or horsemen, or to horsemanship; as, equestrian feats, or games.
Being or riding on horseback; mounted; as, an equestrian statue.
Belonging to, or composed of, the ancient Roman equities or knights; as, the equestrian order. ::: n.

equidiurnal ::: a. --> Pertaining to the time of equal day and night; -- applied to the equinoctial line.

equinoctial ::: a. --> Pertaining to an equinox, or the equinoxes, or to the time of equal day and night; as, the equinoctial line.
Pertaining to the regions or climate of the equinoctial line or equator; in or near that line; as, equinoctial heat; an equinoctial sun.
Pertaining to the time when the sun enters the equinoctial points; as, an equinoctial gale or storm, that is, one happening at or near the time of the equinox, in any part of the world.

equites ::: n. pl --> An order of knights holding a middle place between the senate and the commonalty; members of the Roman equestrian order.

errantry ::: n. --> A wandering; a roving; esp., a roving in quest of adventures.
The employment of a knight-errant.

escuage ::: n. --> Service of the shield, a species of knight service by which a tenant was bound to follow his lord to war, at his own charge. It was afterward exchanged for a pecuniary satisfaction. Called also scutage.

escutcheon ::: n. --> The surface, usually a shield, upon which bearings are marshaled and displayed. The surface of the escutcheon is called the field, the upper part is called the chief, and the lower part the base (see Chiff, and Field.). That side of the escutcheon which is on the right hand of the knight who bears the shield on his arm is called dexter, and the other side sinister.
A marking upon the back of a cow&

esquire ::: n. --> Originally, a shield-bearer or armor-bearer, an attendant on a knight; in modern times, a title of dignity next in degree below knight and above gentleman; also, a title of office and courtesy; -- often shortened to squire. ::: v. t. --> To wait on as an esquire or attendant in public; to

eve ::: n. --> Evening.
The evening before a holiday, -- from the Jewish mode of reckoning the day as beginning at sunset. not at midnight; as, Christians eve is the evening before Christmas; also, the period immediately preceding some important event.

::: **"Even in failure there is a preparation for success: our nights carry in them the secret of a greater dawn.” The Renaissance in India*

“Even in failure there is a preparation for success: our nights carry in them the secret of a greater dawn.” The Renaissance in India

evening ::: p. pr. & vb. n. --> of Even ::: n. --> The latter part and close of the day, and the beginning of darkness or night; properly, the decline of the day, or of the sum.
The latter portion, as of life; the declining period, as of strength or glory.

excubitorium ::: n. --> A gallery in a church, where persons watched all night.

fauvette ::: n. --> A small singing bird, as the nightingale and warblers.

Fechner, Gustav Theodor: (1801-1887) Philosophizing during the ascendency of modern science and the wane of metaphysical speculation, Fechner though as physicist believing in induction, analogy, history and pragmatic procedure, expounded a pure, objective idealism of Berkeley's type. With Oken and Schelling as spiritual guides, he held that everything is in consciousness, there are no substances, no things-in-themselves, everything, including animals, plants, earth, and heavens, shares the life of the soul (alles ist beseelt). In a consequent psycho-physicalism he interpreted soul (which is no substance, but the simplifying power in contrast to the diversifying physical) as appearance to oneself, and matter as appearance to others, both representing the same reality differentiated only in point of view. He applied the law of threshold to consciousness, explaining thus its relative discontinuity on one level while postulating its continuity on another, either higher or lower level. In God, as the highest rung of existence, there is infinite consciousness without an objective world. Evil arises inexplicably from darker levels of consciousness. With poetic imagination Fechner defended the "day-view" of the world in which phenomena are the real content of consciousness, against the "night-view" of science which professes knowledge of the not-sensation-conditioned colorless, soundless world.

felonwort ::: n. --> The bittersweet nightshade (Solanum Dulcamara). See Bittersweet.

filk /filk/ [SF fandom, where a typo for "folk" was adopted as a new word] A popular or folk song with lyrics revised or completely new lyrics, intended for humorous effect when read, and/or to be sung late at night at SF conventions. There is a flourishing subgenre of these called "computer filks", written by hackers and often containing rather sophisticated technical humour. See {double bucky} for an example. Compare {grilf}, {hing} and {newsfroup}. [{Jargon File}]

firefighting 1. What sysadmins have to do to correct sudden operational problems. An opposite of hacking. "Been hacking your new newsreader?" "No, a power glitch hosed the network and I spent the whole afternoon fighting fires." 2. The act of throwing lots of manpower and late nights at a project, especially to get it out before deadline. See also {gang bang}, {Mongolian Hordes technique}; however, the term "firefighting" connotes that the effort is going into chasing bugs rather than adding features. (1994-12-01)

flame "messaging" To rant, to speak or write incessantly and/or rabidly on some relatively uninteresting subject or with a patently ridiculous attitude or with hostility toward a particular person or group of people. "Flame" is used as a verb ("Don't flame me for this, but..."), a flame is a single flaming message, and "flamage" /flay'm*j/ the content. Flamage may occur in any medium (e.g. spoken, {electronic mail}, {Usenet} news, {web}). Sometimes a flame will be delimited in text by marks such as ""flame on"..."flame off"". The term was probably independently invented at several different places. Mark L. Levinson says, "When I joined the Harvard student radio station (WHRB) in 1966, the terms flame and flamer were already well established there to refer to impolite ranting and to those who performed it. Communication among the students who worked at the station was by means of what today you might call a paper-based Usenet group. Everyone wrote comments to one another in a large ledger. Documentary evidence for the early use of flame/flamer is probably still there for anyone fanatical enough to research it." It is reported that "flaming" was in use to mean something like "interminably drawn-out semi-serious discussions" (late-night bull sessions) at Carleton College during 1968-1971. {Usenetter} Marc Ramsey, who was at {WPI} from 1972 to 1976, says: "I am 99% certain that the use of "flame" originated at WPI. Those who made a nuisance of themselves insisting that they needed to use a {TTY} for "real work" came to be known as "flaming asshole lusers". Other particularly annoying people became "flaming asshole ravers", which shortened to "flaming ravers", and ultimately "flamers". I remember someone picking up on the Human Torch pun, but I don't think "flame on/off" was ever much used at WPI." See also {asbestos}. It is possible that the hackish sense of "flame" is much older than that. The poet Chaucer was also what passed for a wizard hacker in his time; he wrote a treatise on the astrolabe, the most advanced computing device of the day. In Chaucer's "Troilus and Cressida", Cressida laments her inability to grasp the proof of a particular mathematical theorem; her uncle Pandarus then observes that it's called "the fleminge of wrecches." This phrase seems to have been intended in context as "that which puts the wretches to flight" but was probably just as ambiguous in Middle English as "the flaming of wretches" would be today. One suspects that Chaucer would feel right at home on {Usenet}. [{Jargon File}] (2001-03-11)

:::   " . . . for Dawn is the illumination of the Truth rising upon the mentality to bring the day of full consciousness into the darkness or half-lit night of our being.” The Secret of the Veda

fore-night ::: n. --> The evening between twilight and bedtime.

fortnightly ::: a. --> Occurring or appearing once in a fortnight; as, a fortnightly meeting of a club; a fortnightly magazine, or other publication. ::: adv. --> Once in a fortnight; at intervals of a fortnight.

fortnight ::: n. --> The space of fourteen days; two weeks.

frosty ::: a. --> Attended with, or producing, frost; having power to congeal water; cold; freezing; as, a frosty night.
Covered with frost; as, the grass is frosty.
Chill in affection; without warmth of affection or courage.
Appearing as if covered with hoarfrost; white; gray-haired; as, a frosty head.

galaxy ::: n. --> The Milky Way; that luminous tract, or belt, which is seen at night stretching across the heavens, and which is composed of innumerable stars, so distant and blended as to be distinguishable only with the telescope. The term has recently been used for remote clusters of stars.
A splendid assemblage of persons or things.

gallinule ::: n. --> One of several wading birds, having long, webless toes, and a frontal shield, belonging to the family Rallidae. They are remarkable for running rapidly over marshes and on floating plants. The purple gallinule of America is Ionornis Martinica, that of the Old World is Porphyrio porphyrio. The common European gallinule (Gallinula chloropus) is also called moor hen, water hen, water rail, moor coot, night bird, and erroneously dabchick. Closely related to it is the Florida gallinule (Gallinula galeata).

garter ::: n. --> A band used to prevent a stocking from slipping down on the leg.
The distinguishing badge of the highest order of knighthood in Great Britain, called the Order of the Garter, instituted by Edward III.; also, the Order itself.
Same as Bendlet. ::: v. t.

Get a life! "abuse" Standard way of suggesting that someone has succumbed to terminal {geek}dom. Often heard on {Usenet}, especially as a way of suggesting that the target is taking some obscure issue of {theology} too seriously. This exhortation was popularised by William Shatner on a "Saturday Night Live" episode in a speech that ended "Get a *life*!", but some respondents believe it to have been in use before then. It was certainly in wide use among hackers for at least five years before achieving mainstream currency in early 1992. [{Jargon File}] (1995-01-18)

gin ::: n. --> Against; near by; towards; as, gin night.
A strong alcoholic liquor, distilled from rye and barley, and flavored with juniper berries; -- also called Hollands and Holland gin, because originally, and still very extensively, manufactured in Holland. Common gin is usually flavored with turpentine.
Contrivance; artifice; a trap; a snare.
A machine for raising or moving heavy weights, consisting of a tripod formed of poles united at the top, with a windlass, pulleys,

gloom ::: n. --> Partial or total darkness; thick shade; obscurity; as, the gloom of a forest, or of midnight.
A shady, gloomy, or dark place or grove.
Cloudiness or heaviness of mind; melancholy; aspect of sorrow; low spirits; dullness.
In gunpowder manufacture, the drying oven. ::: v. i.

goatsucker ::: n. --> One of several species of insectivorous birds, belonging to Caprimulgus and allied genera, esp. the European species (Caprimulgus Europaeus); -- so called from the mistaken notion that it sucks goats. The European species is also goat-milker, goat owl, goat chaffer, fern owl, night hawk, nightjar, night churr, churr-owl, gnat hawk, and dorhawk.

God-child lies on the lap of Night and Dawn, the

Greenwich Mean Time "time, standard" (GMT) The local time on the Greenwich meridian, based on the hypothetical mean sun (which averages out the effects of the Earth's elliptical orbit and its tilted axis). GMT is the basis of the civil time for the UK. In 1925 the reference point was changed from noon to midnight and it was recommended that the term "{Universal Time}" should be used for the new GMT. Authorities disagreed on whether GMT equates with {UT0} or {UT1}, however the differences between the two are of the order of thousandths of a second. GMT is no longer used for scientific purposes. (2001-08-02)

guide ::: n. --> The leather strap by which the shield of a knight was slung across the shoulder, or across the neck and shoulder. ::: v. t. --> To lead or direct in a way; to conduct in a course or path; to pilot; as, to guide a traveler.
To regulate and manage; to direct; to order; to

gweep /gweep/ To {hack}, usually at night, or one who does so. At {WPI}, from 1977 onward, gweeps could often be found at the College Computing Center punching cards or crashing the {PDP-10} or, later, the {DEC-20}. The term has survived the demise of those technologies, however, and is still alive in late 1991. "I'm going to go gweep for a while. See you in the morning." "I gweep from 8 PM till 3 AM during the week." "Gweep" originated as an onomatopeiac term, evoking the sound of the (once-ubiquitous) {Hazeltine 9000} terminals' bell on WPI campus. A gweep is one step above a {fweep}. [{Jargon File}] (1995-01-31)

hack attack "jargon" (Possibly by analogy with "Big Mac Attack" from advertisements for the McDonald's fast-food chain; the variant "big hack attack" is reported) Nearly synonymous with {hacking run}, though the latter more strongly implies an all-nighter. [{Jargon File}] (1996-08-26)

hag-ridden ::: a. --> Ridden by a hag or witch; hence, afflicted with nightmare.

Have built their altars of triumphant Night

headlight ::: n. --> A light, with a powerful reflector, placed at the head of a locomotive, or in front of it, to throw light on the track at night, or in going through a dark tunnel.

henbane ::: n. --> A plant of the genus Hyoscyamus (H. niger). All parts of the plant are poisonous, and the leaves are used for the same purposes as belladonna. It is poisonous to domestic fowls; whence the name. Called also, stinking nightshade, from the fetid odor of the plant. See Hyoscyamus.

hesperides ::: n. pl. --> The daughters of Hesperus, or Night (brother of Atlas), and fabled possessors of a garden producing golden apples, in Africa, at the western extremity of the known world. To slay the guarding dragon and get some of these apples was one of the labors of Hercules. Called also Atlantides.
The garden producing the golden apples.

hospitaler ::: n. --> One residing in a hospital, for the purpose of receiving the poor, the sick, and strangers.
One of an order of knights who built a hospital at Jerusalem for pilgrims, A. D. 1042. They were called Knights of St. John of Jerusalem, and after the removal of the order to Malta, Knights of Malta.

housebreaking ::: n. --> The act of breaking open and entering, with a felonious purpose, the dwelling house of another, whether done by day or night. See Burglary, and To break a house, under Break.

howler ::: n. --> One who howls.
Any South American monkey of the genus Mycetes. Many species are known. They are arboreal in their habits, and are noted for the loud, discordant howling in which they indulge at night.

hyoscyamine ::: n. --> An alkaloid found in henbane (Hyoscyamus niger), and regarded as its active principle. It is also found with other alkaloids in the thorn apple and deadly nightshade. It is extracted as a white crystalline substance, with a sharp, offensive taste. Hyoscyamine is isomeric with atropine, is very poisonous, and is used as a medicine for neuralgia, like belladonna. Called also hyoscyamia, duboisine, etc.

hyoscyamus ::: n. --> A genus of poisonous plants of the Nightshade family; henbane.
The leaves of the black henbane (Hyoscyamus niger), used in neuralgic and pectorial troubles.

If you want to remain' conscious at night, train yourself to make your sleep conscious — not to eliminate sleep altogether , but to transform it.

ignis fatuus ::: --> A phosphorescent light that appears, in the night, over marshy ground, supposed to be occasioned by the decomposition of animal or vegetable substances, or by some inflammable gas; -- popularly called also Will-with-the-wisp, or Will-o&

I have set watchmen upon thy walls, O Jerusalem, which shall never hold their peace day nor night: ye that are the Lord’s remembrancers, keep not silence, and give Him no rest, till He establish, and till He make Jerusalem a praise in the earth.”

inconscience ::: Sri Aurobindo: "The Inconscience is an inverse reproduction of the supreme superconscience: it has the same absoluteness of being and automatic action, but in a vast involved trance; it is being lost in itself, plunged in its own abyss of infinity.” *The Life Divine

   "All aspects of the omnipresent Reality have their fundamental truth in the Supreme Existence. Thus even the aspect or power of Inconscience, which seems to be an opposite, a negation of the eternal Reality, yet corresponds to a Truth held in itself by the self-aware and all-conscious Infinite. It is, when we look closely at it, the Infinite"s power of plunging the consciousness into a trance of self-involution, a self-oblivion of the Spirit veiled in its own abysses where nothing is manifest but all inconceivably is and can emerge from that ineffable latency. In the heights of Spirit this state of cosmic or infinite trance-sleep appears to our cognition as a luminous uttermost Superconscience: at the other end of being it offers itself to cognition as the Spirit"s potency of presenting to itself the opposites of its own truths of being, — an abyss of non-existence, a profound Night of inconscience, a fathomless swoon of insensibility from which yet all forms of being, consciousness and delight of existence can manifest themselves, — but they appear in limited terms, in slowly emerging and increasing self-formulations, even in contrary terms of themselves; it is the play of a secret all-being, all-delight, all-knowledge, but it observes the rules of its own self-oblivion, self-opposition, self-limitation until it is ready to surpass it. This is the Inconscience and Ignorance that we see at work in the material universe. It is not a denial, it is one term, one formula of the infinite and eternal Existence.” *The Life Divine

"Once consciousnesses separated from the one consciousness, they fell inevitably into Ignorance and the last result of Ignorance was Inconscience.” Letters on Yoga


inconscient ::: Sri Aurobindo: "The Inconscient and the Ignorance may be mere empty abstractions and can be dismissed as irrelevant jargon if one has not come in collision with them or plunged into their dark and bottomless reality. But to me they are realities, concrete powers whose resistance is present everywhere and at all times in its tremendous and boundless mass.” *Letters on Savitri

". . . in its actual cosmic manifestation the Supreme, being the Infinite and not bound by any limitation, can manifest in Itself, in its consciousness of innumerable possibilities, something that seems to be the opposite of itself, something in which there can be Darkness, Inconscience, Inertia, Insensibility, Disharmony and Disintegration. It is this that we see at the basis of the material world and speak of nowadays as the Inconscient — the Inconscient Ocean of the Rigveda in which the One was hidden and arose in the form of this universe — or, as it is sometimes called, the non-being, Asat.” Letters on Yoga

"The Inconscient itself is only an involved state of consciousness which like the Tao or Shunya, though in a different way, contains all things suppressed within it so that under a pressure from above or within all can evolve out of it — ‘an inert Soul with a somnambulist Force".” Letters on Yoga

"The Inconscient is the last resort of the Ignorance.” Letters on Yoga

"The body, we have said, is a creation of the Inconscient and itself inconscient or at least subconscient in parts of itself and much of its hidden action; but what we call the Inconscient is an appearance, a dwelling place, an instrument of a secret Consciousness or a Superconscient which has created the miracle we call the universe.” Essays in Philosophy and Yoga :::

"The Inconscient is a sleep or a prison, the conscient a round of strivings without ultimate issue or the wanderings of a dream: we must wake into the superconscious where all darkness of night and half-lights cease in the self-luminous bliss of the Eternal.” The Life Divine

"Men have not learnt yet to recognise the Inconscient on which the whole material world they see is built, or the Ignorance of which their whole nature including their knowledge is built; they think that these words are only abstract metaphysical jargon flung about by the philosophers in their clouds or laboured out in long and wearisome books like The Life Divine. Letters on Savitri :::

   "Is it really a fact that even the ordinary reader would not be able to see any difference between the Inconscient and Ignorance unless the difference is expressly explained to him? This is not a matter of philosophical terminology but of common sense and the understood meaning of English words. One would say ‘even the inconscient stone" but one would not say, as one might of a child, ‘the ignorant stone". One must first be conscious before one can be ignorant. What is true is that the ordinary reader might not be familiar with the philosophical content of the word Inconscient and might not be familiar with the Vedantic idea of the Ignorance as the power behind the manifested world. But I don"t see how I can acquaint him with these things in a single line, even with the most. illuminating image or symbol. He might wonder, if he were Johnsonianly minded, how an Inconscient could be teased or how it could wake Ignorance. I am afraid, in the absence of a miracle of inspired poetical exegesis flashing through my mind, he will have to be left wondering.” Letters on Savitri

  **inconscient, Inconscient"s.**

incubus ::: n. --> A demon; a fiend; a lascivious spirit, supposed to have sexual intercourse with women by night.
The nightmare. See Nightmare.
Any oppressive encumbrance or burden; anything that prevents the free use of the faculties.

  (In later Hinduism) “The Preserver.” The second member of the Trimurti, along with Brahma the Creator and Shiva the Destroyer. 2. (In popular Hinduism) a deity believed to have descended from heaven to earth in several incarnations, or avatars, varying in number from nine to twenty-two, but always including animals. His most important human incarnation is the Krishna of the Bhagavad-Gita. 3. “The Pervader,” one of a half-dozen solar deities in the Rig-Veda, daily traversing the sky in three strides, morning, afternoon, and night.

“In the way that one treads with the greater Light above, even every difficulty gives its help and has its value and Night itself carries in it the burden of the Light that has to be.” Letters on Yoga

Isra ::: The supersensible and dimensional travel by night.

It reminds me sometimes of that experience Nolini da had near the Samadhi. He saw a figure. It was standing by the Samadhi. It was late at night, the Ashram was empty and he saw a figure that looked exactly like Sri Aurobindo. He was about to fall at his feet when he saw the feet were different. This was actually a force of darkness and it was actually so powerful it was standing near the Samadhi. He stopped. If he had fallen at its feet it would have dragged him down, even someone so conscious. He (Nolini) would not have fallen down because he was always vigilant and that is why he noticed, but someone less conscious, less vigilant might be trapped, thinking ‘I am following the light.’ It is why this happens very often when one thinks one is speaking for God or speaking for the Divine.

Jhumur: “Anarchs is a strange word here because to me it symbolises rulers, forces that dominate, and yet anarchy is a state where there is no rule. So, the rulers of chaos and disorder. But there is always this core of anarchy which is a form of absolute inconscience, the original inconscience. At a very early level all form of order is a sign of consciousness, organisation, and this is the opposite, the first expression of the Inconscience, the descent into Night which is ruled by all these forces of darkness, the forces that refuse harmony.”

Jhumur: “Throughout Savitri I have noticed all the different times of the day and the position of the sun in relation to the earth. It runs through the book, the symbol dawn, night, not only that but there are different states of illumination, awakening of the consciousness progressively. Sometimes it falls into the darkness, sometimes twilight when one is caught between two states, and at the end it is the everlasting day. So the kingdoms of the rising sun represent states of being where the light is the most important. Mother always says that the sun is the symbol of the supreme truth, the supreme, the supreme wisdom. It is the world where the supreme truth and supreme wisdom rule, govern. Whereas In many other worlds this light gets covered, it gets clouded over but here there are the kingdoms of the rising sun because they are the godheads of the mind and the mind is an instrument of light. But it is a small early instrument, little mind, so it is just rising, it hasn’t come to its full glory. The kingdoms are the planes of consciousness where you have a little light, a little clarity, a little illumination. That is how I understand the main function of the mind, to seek for light. It is an instrument for seeking light although it often dodges light where the perversity comes in.”

joust ::: v. i. --> To engage in mock combat on horseback, as two knights in the lists; to tilt.
A tilting match; a mock combat on horseback between two knights in the lists or inclosed field.

kakapo ::: n. --> A singular nocturnal parrot (Strigops habroptilus), native of New Zealand. It lives in holes during the day, but is active at night. It resembles an owl in its colors and general appearance. It has large wings, but can fly only a short distance. Called also owl parrot, night parrot, and night kaka.

knightage ::: n. --> To body of knights, taken collectively.

knight bachelor ::: --> A knight of the most ancient, but lowest, order of English knights, and not a member of any order of chivalry. See Bachelor, 4.

knight banneret ::: --> A knight who carried a banner, who possessed fiefs to a greater amount than the knight bachelor, and who was obliged to serve in war with a greater number of attendants. The dignity was sometimes conferred by the sovereign in person on the field of battle.

knight baro-net ::: --> See Baronet.

knighted ::: imp. & p. p. --> of Knight

knight-errant ::: n. --> A wandering knight; a knight who traveled in search of adventures, for the purpose of exhibiting military skill, prowess, and generosity.

knight-errantries ::: pl. --> of Knight-errantry

knight-errantry ::: n. --> The character or actions of wandering knights; the practice of wandering in quest of adventures; chivalry; a quixotic or romantic adventure or scheme.

knight-errants ::: pl. --> of Knight-errant

knight-er-ratic ::: a. --> Pertaining to a knight-errant or to knight-errantry.

knighthead ::: n. --> A bollard timber. See under Bollard.

knighthood ::: n. --> The character, dignity, or condition of a knight, or of knights as a class; hence, chivalry.
The whole body of knights.

knighting ::: p. pr. & vb. n. --> of Knight

knightless ::: a. --> Unbecoming a knight.

knightliness ::: n. --> The character or bearing suitable for a knight; chivalry.

knightly ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to a knight; becoming a knight; chivalrous; as, a knightly combat; a knightly spirit. ::: adv. --> In a manner becoming a knight.

knight marshal ::: --> An officer in the household of the British sovereign, who has cognizance of transgressions within the royal household and verge, and of contracts made there, a member of the household being one of the parties.

knight ::: n. --> A young servant or follower; a military attendant.
In feudal times, a man-at-arms serving on horseback and admitted to a certain military rank with special ceremonies, including an oath to protect the distressed, maintain the right, and live a stainless life.
One on whom knighthood, a dignity next below that of baronet, is conferred by the sovereign, entitling him to be addressed as Sir; as, Sir John.

knights bachelors ::: pl. --> of Knight bachelor

knights bannerets ::: pl. --> of Knight banneret

knights-errant ::: pl. --> of Knight-errant

knight service ::: --> A tenure of lands held by knights on condition of performing military service. See Chivalry, n., 4.

Knights of the Lambda-Calculus A semi-mythical organisation of wizardly LISP and Scheme hackers. The name refers to a mathematical formalism invented by Alonzo Church, with which LISP is intimately connected. There is no enrollment list and the criteria for induction are unclear, but one well-known LISPer has been known to give out buttons and, in general, the *members* know who they are. [{Jargon File}]

knights templars ::: pl. --> of Knight Templar

knight templar ::: --> See Commandery, n., 3, and also Templar, n., 1 and 3.

lady ::: n. --> A woman who looks after the domestic affairs of a family; a mistress; the female head of a household.
A woman having proprietary rights or authority; mistress; -- a feminine correlative of lord.
A woman to whom the particular homage of a knight was paid; a woman to whom one is devoted or bound; a sweetheart.
A woman of social distinction or position. In England, a title prefixed to the name of any woman whose husband is not of lower

lance ::: a long wooden shaft with a pointed metal head, used as a weapon by knights and horsemen in charging at full speed.

latchkey ::: n. --> A key used to raise, or throw back, the latch of a door, esp. a night latch.

Laylat Al Qadr :::   Night of Power, a holy night of special prayer during the month of Ramadan

Laylatul Mi’raj :::   Prophet Muhammad’s (pbuh) mystical Night Journey

ligger ::: n. --> A baited line attached to a float, for night fishing. See Leger, a. ::: a. --> See Ledger, 2.

lighthouse ::: n. --> A tower or other building with a powerful light at top, erected at the entrance of a port, or at some important point on a coast, to serve as a guide to mariners at night; a pharos.

livelong ::: a. --> Whole; entire; long in passing; -- used of time, as day or night, in adverbial phrases, and usually with a sense of tediousness.
Lasting; durable.

lowbell ::: n. --> A bell used in fowling at night, to frighten birds, and, with a sudden light, to make them fly into a net.
A bell to be hung on the neck of a sheep. ::: v. t. --> To frighten, as with a lowbell.

lucubrate ::: n. --> To study by candlelight or a lamp; to study by night. ::: v. t. --> To elaborate, perfect, or compose, by night study or by laborious endeavor.

lucubration ::: n. --> The act of lucubrating, or studying by candlelight; nocturnal study; meditation.
That which is composed by night; that which is produced by meditation in retirement; hence (loosely) any literary composition.

lucubrator ::: n. --> One who studies by night; also, one who produces lucubrations.

lucubratory ::: a. --> Composed by candlelight, or by night; of or pertaining to night studies; laborious or painstaking.

lullaby ::: v. t. --> A song to quiet babes or lull them to sleep; that which quiets.
Hence: Good night; good-by.

lychnobite ::: n. --> One who labors at night and sleeps in the day.

Madhav: “Now here is a reference to the Vedic imagery where the Rishi speaks of the child being suckled by two mothers. He refers to two mothers, one dark and the other rosy—Night and Dawn or Day signifying movement of obscurity and movement of light. This divine soul, soul that is given to the Divine is nursed by both the mothers. He needs the succour of night and the nourishment of the day. To rest for a while he needs to be in the lap of Mother Night. To be active he is in the lap of Mother Dawn.” Sat-Sang Vol. IX

mandrake ::: n. --> A low plant (Mandragora officinarum) of the Nightshade family, having a fleshy root, often forked, and supposed to resemble a man. It was therefore supposed to have animal life, and to cry out when pulled up. All parts of the plant are strongly narcotic. It is found in the Mediterranean region.
The May apple (Podophyllum peltatum). See May apple under May, and Podophyllum.

mantelet ::: n. --> A short cloak formerly worn by knights.
A short cloak or mantle worn by women.
A musket-proof shield of rope, wood, or metal, which is sometimes used for the protection of sappers or riflemen while attacking a fortress, or of gunners at embrasures; -- now commonly written mantlet.

mare ::: n. --> The female of the horse and other equine quadrupeds.
Sighing, suffocative panting, intercepted utterance, with a sense of pressure across the chest, occurring during sleep; the incubus; -- obsolete, except in the compound nightmare.

Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) An independent, coeducational university located in Cambridge, MA, USA. Its best-known computer-related labs are the {Artificial Intelligence Lab}, the {Lab for Computer Science} and the Media Lab. It is also known for its {hacks} or practical jokes, such as {The Great Dome Police Car Hack (}. Resident computer {hackers} include {Richard Stallman}, {Gerald Sussman} and {Tom Knight}. See also {6.001}. {(}.

microcentury One CS professor used to characterise the standard length of his lectures as a microcentury - that is, about 52.6 minutes (see also {attoparsec}, {nanoacre}, and especially {microfortnight}).

microfortnight One millionth of the fundamental unit of time in the Furlong/Firkin/Fortnight system of measurement; 1.2096 sec. (A furlong is 1/8th of a mile; a firkin is 1/4th of a barrel; the mass unit of the system is taken to be a firkin of water). The VMS operating system has a lot of tuning parameters that you can set with the SYSGEN utility, and one of these is TIMEPROMPTWAIT, the time the system will wait for an operator to set the correct date and time at boot if it realises that the current value is bogus. This time is specified in microfortnights! Multiple uses of the millifortnight (about 20 minutes) and {nanofortnight} have also been reported.

midnight ::: n. --> The middle of the night; twelve o&

mid ::: superl. --> Denoting the middle part; as, in mid ocean.
Occupying a middle position; middle; as, the mid finger; the mid hour of night.
Made with a somewhat elevated position of some certain part of the tongue, in relation to the palate; midway between the high and the low; -- said of certain vowel sounds; as, a (ale), / (/ll), / (/ld). See Guide to Pronunciation, // 10, 11.

Mi'raj :::   Night Journey of the Prophet (pbuh); the type of "ascension" that may be experienced by advanced Sufis

mode 1. A general state, usually used with an adjective describing the state. Use of the word "mode" rather than "state" implies that the state is extended over time, and probably also that some activity characteristic of that state is being carried out. "No time to hack; I'm in thesis mode." In its jargon sense, "mode" is most often attributed to people, though it is sometimes applied to programs and inanimate objects. In particular, see {hack mode}, {day mode}, {night mode}, {demo mode}, {fireworks mode}, and {yoyo mode}; also {chat}. 2. More technically, a mode is a special state that certain user interfaces must pass into in order to perform certain functions. For example, in order to insert characters into a document in the Unix editor "vi", one must type the "i" key, which invokes the "Insert" command. The effect of this command is to put vi into "insert mode", in which typing the "i" key has a quite different effect (to wit, it inserts an "i" into the document). One must then hit another special key, "ESC", in order to leave "insert mode". Nowadays, modeful interfaces are generally considered {losing} but survive in quite a few widely used tools built in less enlightened times. [{Jargon File}] 3. "hardware" {video mode}. (1994-12-22)

moonflower ::: n. --> The oxeye daisy; -- called also moon daisy.
A kind of morning glory (Ipomoea Bona-nox) with large white flowers opening at night.

moon ::: n. --> The celestial orb which revolves round the earth; the satellite of the earth; a secondary planet, whose light, borrowed from the sun, is reflected to the earth, and serves to dispel the darkness of night. The diameter of the moon is 2,160 miles, its mean distance from the earth is 240,000 miles, and its mass is one eightieth that of the earth. See Lunar month, under Month.
A secondary planet, or satellite, revolving about any member of the solar system; as, the moons of Jupiter or Saturn.

moonshiner ::: n. --> A person engaged in illicit distilling; -- so called because the work is largely done at night.

morelle ::: n. --> Nightshade. See 2d Morel.

morel ::: n. --> An edible fungus (Morchella esculenta), the upper part of which is covered with a reticulated and pitted hymenium. It is used as food, and for flavoring sauces.
Nightshade; -- so called from its blackish purple berries.
A kind of cherry. See Morello.

nakta ::: "night", symbolic of non-manifestation or obscured connakta sciousness. naktos.asa svasara ekam sisum [dhapayete] (naktoshasa swasara ekam naktosasa

naktoshasa ::: Night and Day [Dawn]. [Ved.]

nanofortnight "jargon" ({Adelaide University}) 10^-9 fortnights or about 1.2 {milliseconds}. This unit was used largely by students doing undergraduate practicals. See {microfortnight}, {attoparsec}, and {micro-}. (1996-11-15)

Network File System "networking, operating system" (NFS) A {protocol} developed by {Sun Microsystems}, and defined in {RFC 1094}, which allows a computer to access files over a network as if they were on its local disks. This {protocol} has been incorporated in products by more than two hundred companies, and is now a {de facto} standard. NFS is implemented using a {connectionless protocol} ({UDP}) in order to make it {stateless}. See {Nightmare File System}, {WebNFS}. (1994-12-12)

nicker ::: v. t. --> One of the night brawlers of London formerly noted for breaking windows with half-pence.
The cutting lip which projects downward at the edge of a boring bit and cuts a circular groove in the wood to limit the size of the hole that is bored.

night-blooming ::: a. --> Blooming in the night.

nightcap ::: n. --> A cap worn in bed to protect the head, or in undress.
A potion of spirit drank at bedtime.

nightdress ::: n. --> A nightgown.

nighted ::: a. --> Darkness; clouded.
Overtaken by night; belated.

nightertale ::: n. --> period of night; nighttime.

night-eyed ::: a. --> Capable of seeing at night; sharp-eyed.

nightfall ::: n. --> The close of the day.

night-faring ::: a. --> Going or traveling in the night.

nightgown ::: n. --> A loose gown used for undress; also, a gown used for a sleeping garnment.

nightingale ::: n. --> A small, plain, brown and gray European song bird (Luscinia luscinia). It sings at night, and is celebrated for the sweetness of its song.
A larger species (Lucinia philomela), of Eastern Europe, having similar habits; the thrush nightingale. The name is also applied to other allied species.

nightish ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to night.

nightjar ::: n. --> A goatsucker, esp. the European species. See Illust. of Goatsucker.

nightless ::: a. --> Having no night.

nightlong ::: a. --> Lasting all night.

nightly ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to the night, or to every night; happening or done by night, or every night; as, nightly shades; he kept nightly vigils. ::: adv. --> At night; every night.

nightman ::: n. --> One whose business is emptying privies by night.

nightmare ::: 1. A demon or spirit once thought to plague sleeping people. 2. A dream arousing feelings of intense fear, horror, and distress.

nightmare ::: n. --> A fiend or incubus formerly supposed to cause trouble in sleep.
A condition in sleep usually caused by improper eating or by digestive or nervous troubles, and characterized by a sense of extreme uneasiness or discomfort (as of weight on the chest or stomach, impossibility of motion or speech, etc.), or by frightful or oppressive dreams, from which one wakes after extreme anxiety, in a troubled state of mind; incubus.

nightmen ::: pl. --> of Nightman

night mode {phase}

night ::: n. --> That part of the natural day when the sun is beneath the horizon, or the time from sunset to sunrise; esp., the time between dusk and dawn, when there is no light of the sun, but only moonlight, starlight, or artificial light.
Darkness; obscurity; concealment.
Intellectual and moral darkness; ignorance.
A state of affliction; adversity; as, a dreary night of sorrow.

night-repairs ::: resorts or haunts of the night.

nightshade ::: n. --> A common name of many species of the genus Solanum, given esp. to the Solanum nigrum, or black nightshade, a low, branching weed with small white flowers and black berries reputed to be poisonous.

nightshirt ::: n. --> A kind of nightgown for men.

night ::: Sri Aurobindo: "The Night is the symbol of the Ignorance or Avidya in which men live just as Light is the symbol of Truth and Knowledge.” *Letters on Yoga
"In the way that one treads with the greater Light above, even every difficulty gives its help and has its value and Night itself carries in it the burden of the Light that has to be.” Letters on Yoga **Night, Night"s.

nighttime ::: n. --> The time from dusk to dawn; -- opposed to daytime.

NIGHT. ::: Vide Symbol.

nightward ::: a. --> Approaching toward night.

noctidial ::: a. --> Comprising a night and a day; a noctidial day.

noctiferous ::: a. --> Bringing night.

noctiluca ::: n. --> That which shines at night; -- a fanciful name for phosphorus.
A genus of marine flagellate Infusoria, remarkable for their unusually large size and complex structure, as well as for their phosphorescence. The brilliant diffuse phosphorescence of the sea is often due to myriads of Noctilucae.

noctilucous ::: a. --> Shining in the night.

noctivagant ::: a. --> Going about in the night; night-wandering.

noctivagation ::: n. --> A roving or going about in the night.

noctuary ::: n. --> A record of what passes in the night; a nightly journal; -- distinguished from diary.

noctuid ::: n. --> Any one of numerous moths of the family Noctuidae, or Noctuaelitae, as the cutworm moths, and armyworm moths; -- so called because they fly at night. ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to the noctuids, or family Noctuidae.

nocturnal ::: a. --> Of, pertaining to, done or occuring in, the night; as, nocturnal darkness, cries, expedition, etc.; -- opposed to diurnal.
Having a habit of seeking food or moving about at night; as, nocturnal birds and insects. ::: n. --> An instrument formerly used for taking the altitude of

nocturnally ::: adv. --> By night; nightly.

nocturnal ::: of, relating to, or occurring in the night.

nocturne ::: n. --> A night piece, or serenade. The name is now used for a certain graceful and expressive form of instrumental composition, as the nocturne for orchestra in Mendelsohn&

nocturn ::: n. --> An office of devotion, or act of religious service, by night.
One of the portions into which the Psalter was divided, each consisting of nine psalms, designed to be used at a night service.

Nolini: “Griffin-Golden Hawk + Winged Lion—The piercing eye of soaring aspiration + Upsurging energy of the pure vital—Remember Vishnu’s Garuda + Durga’s lion—With these twin powers you cross safely the borderland between the lower and the upper hemisphere—the twilight world (Night and Day)—Griffin is the guardian God of this passage—dvarapalaka. Mother India—Nolini’s reply to a question from Huta.

not ready for prime time Usable, but only just so; not very robust; for internal use only. Said of a program or device. Often connotes that the thing will be made more solid {Real Soon Now}. This term comes from the ensemble name of the original cast of "Saturday Night Live", the "Not Ready for Prime Time Players". It has extra flavour for hackers because of the special (though now semi-obsolescent) meaning of {prime time}. Compare {beta}. [{Jargon File}]

numb ::: a. --> Enfeebled in, or destitute of, the power of sensation and motion; rendered torpid; benumbed; insensible; as, the fingers or limbs are numb with cold.
Producing numbness; benumbing; as, the numb, cold night. ::: v. t. --> To make numb; to deprive of the power of sensation or

nycthemeron ::: n. --> The natural day and night, or space of twenty-four hours.

nyctitropic ::: a. --> Turning or bending at night into special positions.

obscure ::: superl. --> Covered over, shaded, or darkened; destitute of light; imperfectly illuminated; dusky; dim.
Of or pertaining to darkness or night; inconspicuous to the sight; indistinctly seen; hidden; retired; remote from observation; unnoticed.
Not noticeable; humble; mean.
Not easily understood; not clear or legible; abstruse or blind; as, an obscure passage or inscription.

orle ::: n. --> A bearing, in the form of a fillet, round the shield, within, but at some distance from, the border.
The wreath, or chaplet, surmounting or encircling the helmet of a knight and bearing the crest.

overnight ::: n. --> The fore part of the night last past; the previous evening. ::: adv. --> In the fore part of the night last past; in the evening before; also, during the night; as, the candle will not last overnight.

overrun 1. A frequent consequence of data arriving faster than it can be consumed, especially in {serial line} communications. For example, at 9600 baud there is almost exactly one character per millisecond, so if a {silo} can hold only two characters and the machine takes longer than 2 milliseconds to get to service the interrupt, at least one character will be lost. 2. Also applied to non-serial-I/O communications. "I forgot to pay my electric bill due to mail overrun." "Sorry, I got four phone calls in 3 minutes last night and lost your message to overrun." When {thrash}ing at tasks, the next person to make a request might be told "Overrun!" Compare {firehose syndrome}. 3. More loosely, may refer to a {buffer overflow} not necessarily related to processing time (as in {overrun screw}). [{Jargon File}]

paladin ::: n. --> A knight-errant; a distinguished champion; as, the paladins of Charlemagne.

parauque ::: n. --> A bird (Nyctidromus albicollis) ranging from Texas to South America. It is allied to the night hawk and goatsucker.

passiontide ::: n. --> The last fortnight of Lent.

PAST. ::: The feelings and movements of the past always return at night in sleep. It is only when the consciousness that gene- rated them is changed and cleared in the waking state, that after- wards one can clear them out of the sleep also.

pavon ::: n. --> A small triangular flag, esp. one attached to a knight&

perioecians ::: n. pl. --> Those who live on the same parallel of latitude but on opposite meridians, so that it is noon in one place when it is midnight in the other. Compare Antoeci.

pernoctalian ::: n. --> One who watches or keeps awake all night.

pernoctation ::: n. --> The act or state of passing the whole night; a remaining all night.

phase 1. The offset of one's waking-sleeping schedule with respect to the standard 24-hour cycle; a useful concept among people who often work at night and/or according to no fixed schedule. It is not uncommon to change one's phase by as much as 6 hours per day on a regular basis. "What's your phase?" "I've been getting in about 8 P.M. lately, but I'm going to {wrap around} to the day schedule by Friday." A person who is roughly 12 hours out of phase is sometimes said to be in "night mode". (The term "day mode" is also (but less frequently) used, meaning you're working 9 to 5 (or, more likely, 10 to 6).) The act of altering one's cycle is called "changing phase"; "phase shifting" has also been recently reported from Caltech. 2. "change phase the hard way": To stay awake for a very long time in order to get into a different phase. 3. "change phase the easy way": To stay asleep, etc. However, some claim that either staying awake longer or sleeping longer is easy, and that it is *shortening* your day or night that is really hard (see {wrap around}). The "jet lag" that afflicts travelers who cross many time-zone boundaries may be attributed to two distinct causes: the strain of travel per se, and the strain of changing phase. Hackers who suddenly find that they must change phase drastically in a short period of time, particularly the hard way, experience something very like jet lag without travelling.

philomela ::: n. --> The nightingale; philomel.
A genus of birds including the nightingales.

philomel ::: n. --> Same as Philomela, the nightingale.

philomene ::: n. --> The nightingale.

pnigalion ::: n. --> Nightmare.

potato ::: n. --> A plant (Solanum tuberosum) of the Nightshade family, and its esculent farinaceous tuber, of which there are numerous varieties used for food. It is native of South America, but a form of the species is found native as far north as New Mexico.
The sweet potato (see below).

poudrette ::: n. --> A manure made from night soil, dried and mixed with charcoal, gypsum, etc.

power cycle "hardware" (Or "cycle power", "cycle") To turn a machine's power off and on, with the intention of clearing some kind of {hung} or {gronk}ed state. Synonym {120 reset}; see also {Big Red Switch}. Compare {Vulcan nerve pinch}, {bounce} and {boot}, and see the {AI Koan} about Tom Knight and the novice. [{Jargon File}] (2012-02-09)

Powers of darkness, the Veilcrs in Night; beings of. the middle vital plane who are in opposition to the gods. ' • ^

preceptor ::: n. --> One who gives commands, or makes rules; specifically, the master or principal of a school; a teacher; an instructor.
The head of a preceptory among the Knights Templars.

preceptory ::: a. --> Preceptive. ::: n. --> A religious house of the Knights Templars, subordinate to the temple or principal house of the order in London. See Commandery, n., 2.

prime time (From TV programming) Normal high-usage hours on a {time-sharing} system; the day shift. Avoidance of prime time was traditionally given as a major reason for {night mode} hacking. The rise of the personal workstation has rendered this term, along with {time-sharing} itself, almost obsolete. The hackish tendency to late-night {hacking runs} has changed not a bit. [{Jargon File}] (1995-01-18)

programming fluid "jargon" (Or "{wirewater}") Coffee, unleaded coffee (decaffeinated), Cola, or any caffeinacious stimulant. Many hackers consider these essential for those all-night {hacking runs}. (1996-05-01)

PStala is evidently here a name for the subconscient — the beings there have *' no heads ”, that is to say, there is there no mental consdousness ; men have all of them such a subconscient plane in (heir own being and from there rise all sorts of irrational and ignorant (headless) instincts, Impulsions, memories etc., which have an effect upon their acts and feelings without their detecting the real source. At night many incoherent dreams come from this world or plane.

puck ::: n. --> A celebrated fairy, "the merry wanderer of the night;" -- called also Robin Goodfellow, Friar Rush, Pug, etc.
The goatsucker.

punt (From the punch line of an old joke referring to American football: "Drop back 15 yards and punt!") 1. To give up, typically without any intention of retrying. "Let's punt the movie tonight." "I was going to hack all night to get this feature in, but I decided to punt" may mean that you've decided not to stay up all night, and may also mean you're not ever even going to put in the feature. 2. More specifically, to give up on figuring out what the {Right Thing} is and resort to an inefficient hack. 3. A design decision to defer solving a problem, typically because one cannot define what is desirable sufficiently well to frame an algorithmic solution. "No way to know what the right form to dump the graph in is - we'll punt that for now." 4. To hand a tricky implementation problem off to some other section of the design. "It's too hard to get the compiler to do that; let's punt to the run-time system." [{Jargon File}]

Purani: “ The growth of the divine potentialities in man is spoken of in Veda as the growth of a Child. The Master takes the symbol straight and employs it thus: ‘where the God-child lies on the lap of Night and Dawn.’ The idea is that through the state of ignorance and through the state of awakening that is Dawn,—through the alterations of two—, the God-child in man attains its growth. Ignorance is not thus something anti-divine. It contributes to the growth of the Divine in man. This certainly reminds one of the hymn in the Veda which runs as follows: ‘Two are joined together, powers of truth, powers of May, they have built the child and given him birth and they nourish his growth’. (Rig Veda X, 5. 3). Sri Aurobindo’s Savitri: An Approach and a Study

pūrn.ima (Karttik Purnima) ::: the full-moon night of the Hindu month of Karttika (November-December).

pyjama ::: n. --> In India and Persia, thin loose trowsers or drawers; in Europe and America, drawers worn at night, or a kind of nightdress with legs.

python Night

qua-bird ::: n. --> The American night heron. See under Night.

quick-and-dirty "jargon, programming" Describes a {crock} put together under time or user pressure. Used especially when you want to convey that you think the fast way might lead to trouble further down the road. "I can have a quick-and-dirty fix in place tonight, but I'll have to rewrite the whole module to solve the underlying design problem." See also {kluge}. [{Jargon File}] (1995-05-11)

quixotism ::: n. --> That form of delusion which leads to extravagant and absurd undertakings or sacrifices in obedience to a morbidly romantic ideal of duty or honor, as illustrated by the exploits of Don Quixote in knight-errantry.

rancho ::: n. --> A rude hut, as of posts, covered with branches or thatch, where herdsmen or farm laborers may live or lodge at night.
A large grazing farm where horses and cattle are raised; -- distinguished from hacienda, a cultivated farm or plantation.

Real Programmers Don't Use Pascal "humour" Back in the good old days - the "Golden Era" of computers, it was easy to separate the men from the boys (sometimes called "Real Men" and "Quiche Eaters" in the literature). During this period, the Real Men were the ones that understood computer programming, and the Quiche Eaters were the ones that didn't. A real computer programmer said things like "DO 10 I=1,10" and "ABEND" (they actually talked in capital letters, you understand), and the rest of the world said things like "computers are too complicated for me" and "I can't relate to computers - they're so impersonal". (A previous work [1] points out that Real Men don't "relate" to anything, and aren't afraid of being impersonal.) But, as usual, times change. We are faced today with a world in which little old ladies can get computers in their microwave ovens, 12-year-old kids can blow Real Men out of the water playing Asteroids and Pac-Man, and anyone can buy and even understand their very own Personal Computer. The Real Programmer is in danger of becoming extinct, of being replaced by high-school students with {TRASH-80s}. There is a clear need to point out the differences between the typical high-school junior Pac-Man player and a Real Programmer. If this difference is made clear, it will give these kids something to aspire to -- a role model, a Father Figure. It will also help explain to the employers of Real Programmers why it would be a mistake to replace the Real Programmers on their staff with 12-year-old Pac-Man players (at a considerable salary savings). LANGUAGES The easiest way to tell a Real Programmer from the crowd is by the programming language he (or she) uses. Real Programmers use {Fortran}. Quiche Eaters use {Pascal}. Nicklaus Wirth, the designer of Pascal, gave a talk once at which he was asked how to pronounce his name. He replied, "You can either call me by name, pronouncing it 'Veert', or call me by value, 'Worth'." One can tell immediately from this comment that Nicklaus Wirth is a Quiche Eater. The only parameter passing mechanism endorsed by Real Programmers is call-by-value-return, as implemented in the {IBM 370} {Fortran-G} and H compilers. Real programmers don't need all these abstract concepts to get their jobs done - they are perfectly happy with a {keypunch}, a {Fortran IV} {compiler}, and a beer. Real Programmers do List Processing in Fortran. Real Programmers do String Manipulation in Fortran. Real Programmers do Accounting (if they do it at all) in Fortran. Real Programmers do {Artificial Intelligence} programs in Fortran. If you can't do it in Fortran, do it in {assembly language}. If you can't do it in assembly language, it isn't worth doing. STRUCTURED PROGRAMMING The academics in computer science have gotten into the "structured programming" rut over the past several years. They claim that programs are more easily understood if the programmer uses some special language constructs and techniques. They don't all agree on exactly which constructs, of course, and the examples they use to show their particular point of view invariably fit on a single page of some obscure journal or another - clearly not enough of an example to convince anyone. When I got out of school, I thought I was the best programmer in the world. I could write an unbeatable tic-tac-toe program, use five different computer languages, and create 1000-line programs that WORKED. (Really!) Then I got out into the Real World. My first task in the Real World was to read and understand a 200,000-line Fortran program, then speed it up by a factor of two. Any Real Programmer will tell you that all the Structured Coding in the world won't help you solve a problem like that - it takes actual talent. Some quick observations on Real Programmers and Structured Programming: Real Programmers aren't afraid to use {GOTOs}. Real Programmers can write five-page-long DO loops without getting confused. Real Programmers like Arithmetic IF statements - they make the code more interesting. Real Programmers write self-modifying code, especially if they can save 20 {nanoseconds} in the middle of a tight loop. Real Programmers don't need comments - the code is obvious. Since Fortran doesn't have a structured IF, REPEAT ... UNTIL, or CASE statement, Real Programmers don't have to worry about not using them. Besides, they can be simulated when necessary using {assigned GOTOs}. Data Structures have also gotten a lot of press lately. Abstract Data Types, Structures, Pointers, Lists, and Strings have become popular in certain circles. Wirth (the above-mentioned Quiche Eater) actually wrote an entire book [2] contending that you could write a program based on data structures, instead of the other way around. As all Real Programmers know, the only useful data structure is the Array. Strings, lists, structures, sets - these are all special cases of arrays and can be treated that way just as easily without messing up your programing language with all sorts of complications. The worst thing about fancy data types is that you have to declare them, and Real Programming Languages, as we all know, have implicit typing based on the first letter of the (six character) variable name. OPERATING SYSTEMS What kind of operating system is used by a Real Programmer? CP/M? God forbid - CP/M, after all, is basically a toy operating system. Even little old ladies and grade school students can understand and use CP/M. Unix is a lot more complicated of course - the typical Unix hacker never can remember what the PRINT command is called this week - but when it gets right down to it, Unix is a glorified video game. People don't do Serious Work on Unix systems: they send jokes around the world on {UUCP}-net and write adventure games and research papers. No, your Real Programmer uses OS 370. A good programmer can find and understand the description of the IJK305I error he just got in his JCL manual. A great programmer can write JCL without referring to the manual at all. A truly outstanding programmer can find bugs buried in a 6 megabyte {core dump} without using a hex calculator. (I have actually seen this done.) OS is a truly remarkable operating system. It's possible to destroy days of work with a single misplaced space, so alertness in the programming staff is encouraged. The best way to approach the system is through a keypunch. Some people claim there is a Time Sharing system that runs on OS 370, but after careful study I have come to the conclusion that they were mistaken. PROGRAMMING TOOLS What kind of tools does a Real Programmer use? In theory, a Real Programmer could run his programs by keying them into the front panel of the computer. Back in the days when computers had front panels, this was actually done occasionally. Your typical Real Programmer knew the entire bootstrap loader by memory in hex, and toggled it in whenever it got destroyed by his program. (Back then, memory was memory - it didn't go away when the power went off. Today, memory either forgets things when you don't want it to, or remembers things long after they're better forgotten.) Legend has it that {Seymore Cray}, inventor of the Cray I supercomputer and most of Control Data's computers, actually toggled the first operating system for the CDC7600 in on the front panel from memory when it was first powered on. Seymore, needless to say, is a Real Programmer. One of my favorite Real Programmers was a systems programmer for Texas Instruments. One day he got a long distance call from a user whose system had crashed in the middle of saving some important work. Jim was able to repair the damage over the phone, getting the user to toggle in disk I/O instructions at the front panel, repairing system tables in hex, reading register contents back over the phone. The moral of this story: while a Real Programmer usually includes a keypunch and lineprinter in his toolkit, he can get along with just a front panel and a telephone in emergencies. In some companies, text editing no longer consists of ten engineers standing in line to use an 029 keypunch. In fact, the building I work in doesn't contain a single keypunch. The Real Programmer in this situation has to do his work with a "text editor" program. Most systems supply several text editors to select from, and the Real Programmer must be careful to pick one that reflects his personal style. Many people believe that the best text editors in the world were written at Xerox Palo Alto Research Center for use on their Alto and Dorado computers [3]. Unfortunately, no Real Programmer would ever use a computer whose operating system is called SmallTalk, and would certainly not talk to the computer with a mouse. Some of the concepts in these Xerox editors have been incorporated into editors running on more reasonably named operating systems - {Emacs} and {VI} being two. The problem with these editors is that Real Programmers consider "what you see is what you get" to be just as bad a concept in Text Editors as it is in women. No the Real Programmer wants a "you asked for it, you got it" text editor - complicated, cryptic, powerful, unforgiving, dangerous. TECO, to be precise. It has been observed that a TECO command sequence more closely resembles transmission line noise than readable text [4]. One of the more entertaining games to play with TECO is to type your name in as a command line and try to guess what it does. Just about any possible typing error while talking with TECO will probably destroy your program, or even worse - introduce subtle and mysterious bugs in a once working subroutine. For this reason, Real Programmers are reluctant to actually edit a program that is close to working. They find it much easier to just patch the binary {object code} directly, using a wonderful program called SUPERZAP (or its equivalent on non-IBM machines). This works so well that many working programs on IBM systems bear no relation to the original Fortran code. In many cases, the original source code is no longer available. When it comes time to fix a program like this, no manager would even think of sending anything less than a Real Programmer to do the job - no Quiche Eating structured programmer would even know where to start. This is called "job security". Some programming tools NOT used by Real Programmers: Fortran preprocessors like {MORTRAN} and {RATFOR}. The Cuisinarts of programming - great for making Quiche. See comments above on structured programming. Source language debuggers. Real Programmers can read core dumps. Compilers with array bounds checking. They stifle creativity, destroy most of the interesting uses for EQUIVALENCE, and make it impossible to modify the operating system code with negative subscripts. Worst of all, bounds checking is inefficient. Source code maintenance systems. A Real Programmer keeps his code locked up in a card file, because it implies that its owner cannot leave his important programs unguarded [5]. THE REAL PROGRAMMER AT WORK Where does the typical Real Programmer work? What kind of programs are worthy of the efforts of so talented an individual? You can be sure that no Real Programmer would be caught dead writing accounts-receivable programs in {COBOL}, or sorting {mailing lists} for People magazine. A Real Programmer wants tasks of earth-shaking importance (literally!). Real Programmers work for Los Alamos National Laboratory, writing atomic bomb simulations to run on Cray I supercomputers. Real Programmers work for the National Security Agency, decoding Russian transmissions. It was largely due to the efforts of thousands of Real Programmers working for NASA that our boys got to the moon and back before the Russkies. Real Programmers are at work for Boeing designing the operating systems for cruise missiles. Some of the most awesome Real Programmers of all work at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in California. Many of them know the entire operating system of the Pioneer and Voyager spacecraft by heart. With a combination of large ground-based Fortran programs and small spacecraft-based assembly language programs, they are able to do incredible feats of navigation and improvisation - hitting ten-kilometer wide windows at Saturn after six years in space, repairing or bypassing damaged sensor platforms, radios, and batteries. Allegedly, one Real Programmer managed to tuck a pattern-matching program into a few hundred bytes of unused memory in a Voyager spacecraft that searched for, located, and photographed a new moon of Jupiter. The current plan for the Galileo spacecraft is to use a gravity assist trajectory past Mars on the way to Jupiter. This trajectory passes within 80 +/-3 kilometers of the surface of Mars. Nobody is going to trust a Pascal program (or a Pascal programmer) for navigation to these tolerances. As you can tell, many of the world's Real Programmers work for the U.S. Government - mainly the Defense Department. This is as it should be. Recently, however, a black cloud has formed on the Real Programmer horizon. It seems that some highly placed Quiche Eaters at the Defense Department decided that all Defense programs should be written in some grand unified language called "ADA" ((C), DoD). For a while, it seemed that ADA was destined to become a language that went against all the precepts of Real Programming - a language with structure, a language with data types, {strong typing}, and semicolons. In short, a language designed to cripple the creativity of the typical Real Programmer. Fortunately, the language adopted by DoD has enough interesting features to make it approachable -- it's incredibly complex, includes methods for messing with the operating system and rearranging memory, and Edsgar Dijkstra doesn't like it [6]. (Dijkstra, as I'm sure you know, was the author of "GoTos Considered Harmful" - a landmark work in programming methodology, applauded by Pascal programmers and Quiche Eaters alike.) Besides, the determined Real Programmer can write Fortran programs in any language. The Real Programmer might compromise his principles and work on something slightly more trivial than the destruction of life as we know it, providing there's enough money in it. There are several Real Programmers building video games at Atari, for example. (But not playing them - a Real Programmer knows how to beat the machine every time: no challenge in that.) Everyone working at LucasFilm is a Real Programmer. (It would be crazy to turn down the money of fifty million Star Trek fans.) The proportion of Real Programmers in Computer Graphics is somewhat lower than the norm, mostly because nobody has found a use for computer graphics yet. On the other hand, all computer graphics is done in Fortran, so there are a fair number of people doing graphics in order to avoid having to write COBOL programs. THE REAL PROGRAMMER AT PLAY Generally, the Real Programmer plays the same way he works - with computers. He is constantly amazed that his employer actually pays him to do what he would be doing for fun anyway (although he is careful not to express this opinion out loud). Occasionally, the Real Programmer does step out of the office for a breath of fresh air and a beer or two. Some tips on recognizing Real Programmers away from the computer room: At a party, the Real Programmers are the ones in the corner talking about operating system security and how to get around it. At a football game, the Real Programmer is the one comparing the plays against his simulations printed on 11 by 14 fanfold paper. At the beach, the Real Programmer is the one drawing flowcharts in the sand. At a funeral, the Real Programmer is the one saying "Poor George, he almost had the sort routine working before the coronary." In a grocery store, the Real Programmer is the one who insists on running the cans past the laser checkout scanner himself, because he never could trust keypunch operators to get it right the first time. THE REAL PROGRAMMER'S NATURAL HABITAT What sort of environment does the Real Programmer function best in? This is an important question for the managers of Real Programmers. Considering the amount of money it costs to keep one on the staff, it's best to put him (or her) in an environment where he can get his work done. The typical Real Programmer lives in front of a computer terminal. Surrounding this terminal are: Listings of all programs the Real Programmer has ever worked on, piled in roughly chronological order on every flat surface in the office. Some half-dozen or so partly filled cups of cold coffee. Occasionally, there will be cigarette butts floating in the coffee. In some cases, the cups will contain Orange Crush. Unless he is very good, there will be copies of the OS JCL manual and the Principles of Operation open to some particularly interesting pages. Taped to the wall is a line-printer Snoopy calendar for the year 1969. Strewn about the floor are several wrappers for peanut butter filled cheese bars - the type that are made pre-stale at the bakery so they can't get any worse while waiting in the vending machine. Hiding in the top left-hand drawer of the desk is a stash of double-stuff Oreos for special occasions. Underneath the Oreos is a flowcharting template, left there by the previous occupant of the office. (Real Programmers write programs, not documentation. Leave that to the maintenance people.) The Real Programmer is capable of working 30, 40, even 50 hours at a stretch, under intense pressure. In fact, he prefers it that way. Bad response time doesn't bother the Real Programmer - it gives him a chance to catch a little sleep between compiles. If there is not enough schedule pressure on the Real Programmer, he tends to make things more challenging by working on some small but interesting part of the problem for the first nine weeks, then finishing the rest in the last week, in two or three 50-hour marathons. This not only impresses the hell out of his manager, who was despairing of ever getting the project done on time, but creates a convenient excuse for not doing the documentation. In general: No Real Programmer works 9 to 5 (unless it's the ones at night). Real Programmers don't wear neckties. Real Programmers don't wear high-heeled shoes. Real Programmers arrive at work in time for lunch [9]. A Real Programmer might or might not know his wife's name. He does, however, know the entire {ASCII} (or EBCDIC) code table. Real Programmers don't know how to cook. Grocery stores aren't open at three in the morning. Real Programmers survive on Twinkies and coffee. THE FUTURE What of the future? It is a matter of some concern to Real Programmers that the latest generation of computer programmers are not being brought up with the same outlook on life as their elders. Many of them have never seen a computer with a front panel. Hardly anyone graduating from school these days can do hex arithmetic without a calculator. College graduates these days are soft - protected from the realities of programming by source level debuggers, text editors that count parentheses, and "user friendly" operating systems. Worst of all, some of these alleged "computer scientists" manage to get degrees without ever learning Fortran! Are we destined to become an industry of Unix hackers and Pascal programmers? From my experience, I can only report that the future is bright for Real Programmers everywhere. Neither OS 370 nor Fortran show any signs of dying out, despite all the efforts of Pascal programmers the world over. Even more subtle tricks, like adding structured coding constructs to Fortran have failed. Oh sure, some computer vendors have come out with Fortran 77 compilers, but every one of them has a way of converting itself back into a Fortran 66 compiler at the drop of an option card - to compile DO loops like God meant them to be. Even Unix might not be as bad on Real Programmers as it once was. The latest release of Unix has the potential of an operating system worthy of any Real Programmer - two different and subtly incompatible user interfaces, an arcane and complicated teletype driver, virtual memory. If you ignore the fact that it's "structured", even 'C' programming can be appreciated by the Real Programmer: after all, there's no type checking, variable names are seven (ten? eight?) characters long, and the added bonus of the Pointer data type is thrown in - like having the best parts of Fortran and assembly language in one place. (Not to mention some of the more creative uses for

recur ::: v. i. --> To come back; to return again or repeatedly; to come again to mind.
To occur at a stated interval, or according to some regular rule; as, the fever will recur to-night.
To resort; to have recourse; to go for help.

redstart ::: n. --> A small, handsome European singing bird (Ruticilla phoenicurus), allied to the nightingale; -- called also redtail, brantail, fireflirt, firetail. The black redstart is P.tithys. The name is also applied to several other species of Ruticilla amnd allied genera, native of India.
An American fly-catching warbler (Setophaga ruticilla). The male is black, with large patches of orange-red on the sides, wings, and tail. The female is olive, with yellow patches.

regular ::: a. --> Conformed to a rule; agreeable to an established rule, law, principle, or type, or to established customary forms; normal; symmetrical; as, a regular verse in poetry; a regular piece of music; a regular verb; regular practice of law or medicine; a regular building.
Governed by rule or rules; steady or uniform in course, practice, or occurence; not subject to unexplained or irrational variation; returning at stated intervals; steadily pursued; orderlly; methodical; as, the regular succession of day and night; regular

restless ::: a. --> Never resting; unquiet; uneasy; continually moving; as, a restless child.
Not satisfied to be at rest or in peace; averse to repose or quiet; eager for change; discontented; as, restless schemers; restless ambition; restless subjects.
Deprived of rest or sleep.
Passed in unquietness; as, the patient has had a restless night.

robertsman ::: n. --> A bold, stout robber, or night thief; -- said to be so called from Robin Hood.

roost ::: n. --> Roast.
The pole or other support on which fowls rest at night; a perch.
A collection of fowls roosting together. ::: v. t. --> See Roust, v. t.

rotary debugger (Commodore) Essential equipment for those late-night or early-morning debugging sessions. Mainly used as sustenance for the hacker. Comes in many decorator colours, such as Sausage, Pepperoni, and Garbage. (1995-01-11)

saga "jargon" (WPI) A {cuspy} but bogus raving story about N {random} broken people. Here is a classic example of the saga form, as told by {Guy Steele} (GLS): Jon L. White (login name JONL) and I (GLS) were office mates at {MIT} for many years. One April, we both flew from Boston to California for a week on research business, to consult face-to-face with some people at {Stanford}, particularly our mutual friend {Richard Gabriel} (RPG). RPG picked us up at the San Francisco airport and drove us back to {Palo Alto} (going {logical} south on route 101, parallel to {El Camino Bignum}). Palo Alto is adjacent to Stanford University and about 40 miles south of San Francisco. We ate at The Good Earth, a "health food" restaurant, very popular, the sort whose milkshakes all contain honey and protein powder. JONL ordered such a shake - the waitress claimed the flavour of the day was "lalaberry". I still have no idea what that might be, but it became a running joke. It was the colour of raspberry, and JONL said it tasted rather bitter. I ate a better tostada there than I have ever had in a Mexican restaurant. After this we went to the local Uncle Gaylord's Old Fashioned Ice Cream Parlor. They make ice cream fresh daily, in a variety of intriguing flavours. It's a chain, and they have a slogan: "If you don't live near an Uncle Gaylord's - MOVE!" Also, Uncle Gaylord (a real person) wages a constant battle to force big-name ice cream makers to print their ingredients on the package (like air and plastic and other non-natural garbage). JONL and I had first discovered Uncle Gaylord's the previous August, when we had flown to a computer-science conference in {Berkeley}, California, the first time either of us had been on the West Coast. When not in the conference sessions, we had spent our time wandering the length of Telegraph Avenue, which (like Harvard Square in Cambridge) was lined with picturesque street vendors and interesting little shops. On that street we discovered Uncle Gaylord's Berkeley store. The ice cream there was very good. During that August visit JONL went absolutely bananas (so to speak) over one particular flavour, ginger honey. Therefore, after eating at The Good Earth - indeed, after every lunch and dinner and before bed during our April visit --- a trip to Uncle Gaylord's (the one in Palo Alto) was mandatory. We had arrived on a Wednesday, and by Thursday evening we had been there at least four times. Each time, JONL would get ginger honey ice cream, and proclaim to all bystanders that "Ginger was the spice that drove the Europeans mad! That's why they sought a route to the East! They used it to preserve their otherwise off-taste meat." After the third or fourth repetition RPG and I were getting a little tired of this spiel, and began to paraphrase him: "Wow! Ginger! The spice that makes rotten meat taste good!" "Say! Why don't we find some dog that's been run over and sat in the sun for a week and put some *ginger* on it for dinner?!" "Right! With a lalaberry shake!" And so on. This failed to faze JONL; he took it in good humour, as long as we kept returning to Uncle Gaylord's. He loves ginger honey ice cream. Now RPG and his then-wife KBT (Kathy Tracy) were putting us up (putting up with us?) in their home for our visit, so to thank them JONL and I took them out to a nice French restaurant of their choosing. I unadventurously chose the filet mignon, and KBT had je ne sais quoi du jour, but RPG and JONL had lapin (rabbit). (Waitress: "Oui, we have fresh rabbit, fresh today." RPG: "Well, JONL, I guess we won't need any *ginger*!") We finished the meal late, about 11 P.M., which is 2 A.M Boston time, so JONL and I were rather droopy. But it wasn't yet midnight. Off to Uncle Gaylord's! Now the French restaurant was in Redwood City, north of Palo Alto. In leaving Redwood City, we somehow got onto route 101 going north instead of south. JONL and I wouldn't have known the difference had RPG not mentioned it. We still knew very little of the local geography. I did figure out, however, that we were headed in the direction of Berkeley, and half-jokingly suggested that we continue north and go to Uncle Gaylord's in Berkeley. RPG said "Fine!" and we drove on for a while and talked. I was drowsy, and JONL actually dropped off to sleep for 5 minutes. When he awoke, RPG said, "Gee, JONL, you must have slept all the way over the bridge!", referring to the one spanning San Francisco Bay. Just then we came to a sign that said "University Avenue". I mumbled something about working our way over to Telegraph Avenue; RPG said "Right!" and maneuvered some more. Eventually we pulled up in front of an Uncle Gaylord's. Now, I hadn't really been paying attention because I was so sleepy, and I didn't really understand what was happening until RPG let me in on it a few moments later, but I was just alert enough to notice that we had somehow come to the Palo Alto Uncle Gaylord's after all. JONL noticed the resemblance to the Palo Alto store, but hadn't caught on. (The place is lit with red and yellow lights at night, and looks much different from the way it does in daylight.) He said, "This isn't the Uncle Gaylord's I went to in Berkeley! It looked like a barn! But this place looks *just like* the one back in Palo Alto!" RPG deadpanned, "Well, this is the one *I* always come to when I'm in Berkeley. They've got two in San Francisco, too. Remember, they're a chain." JONL accepted this bit of wisdom. And he was not totally ignorant - he knew perfectly well that University Avenue was in Berkeley, not far from Telegraph Avenue. What he didn't know was that there is a completely different University Avenue in Palo Alto. JONL went up to the counter and asked for ginger honey. The guy at the counter asked whether JONL would like to taste it first, evidently their standard procedure with that flavour, as not too many people like it. JONL said, "I'm sure I like it. Just give me a cone." The guy behind the counter insisted that JONL try just a taste first. "Some people think it tastes like soap." JONL insisted, "Look, I *love* ginger. I eat Chinese food. I eat raw ginger roots. I already went through this hassle with the guy back in Palo Alto. I *know* I like that flavour!" At the words "back in Palo Alto" the guy behind the counter got a very strange look on his face, but said nothing. KBT caught his eye and winked. Through my stupor I still hadn't quite grasped what was going on, and thought RPG was rolling on the floor laughing and clutching his stomach just because JONL had launched into his spiel ("makes rotten meat a dish for princes") for the forty-third time. At this point, RPG clued me in fully. RPG, KBT, and I retreated to a table, trying to stifle our chuckles. JONL remained at the counter, talking about ice cream with the guy b.t.c., comparing Uncle Gaylord's to other ice cream shops and generally having a good old time. At length the g.b.t.c. said, "How's the ginger honey?" JONL said, "Fine! I wonder what exactly is in it?" Now Uncle Gaylord publishes all his recipes and even teaches classes on how to make his ice cream at home. So the g.b.t.c. got out the recipe, and he and JONL pored over it for a while. But the g.b.t.c. could contain his curiosity no longer, and asked again, "You really like that stuff, huh?" JONL said, "Yeah, I've been eating it constantly back in Palo Alto for the past two days. In fact, I think this batch is about as good as the cones I got back in Palo Alto!" G.b.t.c. looked him straight in the eye and said, "You're *in* Palo Alto!" JONL turned slowly around, and saw the three of us collapse in a fit of giggles. He clapped a hand to his forehead and exclaimed, "I've been hacked!" [My spies on the West Coast inform me that there is a close relative of the raspberry found out there called an "ollalieberry" - ESR] [Ironic footnote: it appears that the {meme} about ginger vs. rotting meat may be an urban legend. It's not borne out by an examination of mediaeval recipes or period purchase records for spices, and appears full-blown in the works of Samuel Pegge, a gourmand and notorious flake case who originated numerous food myths. - ESR] [{Jargon File}] (1994-12-08)

salat al isha :::   night prayer

Saturday-night special "jargon" (From police slang for a cheap handgun) A {quick-and-dirty} program or feature {kluge}d together during off hours, under a deadline, and in response to pressure from a {salescritter}. Such hacks are dangerously unreliable, but all too often sneak into a production release after insufficient review. [{Jargon File}] (1994-11-11)

Scheme-to-C "language" A {Scheme} {compiler} written in {C} that emits C and is embeddable in C. Scheme-to-C was written by Joel Bartlett of {Digital Western Research Laboratory}. Version 15mar93 translates a superset of Revised**4 Scheme to C that is then compiled by the {native} {C} compiler for the {target machine}. This design results in a portable system that allows either stand-alone Scheme programs or programs written in both compiled and interpreted Scheme and other languages. It supports "{expansion passing style}" {macros}, {foreign function} calls, {records}, and interfaces to {Xlib} ({Ezd} and {Scix}). Scheme-to-C runs on {VAX}, {ULTRIX}, {DECstation}, {Alpha AXP} {OSF}/1, {Windows 3.1}, {Apple Macintosh} 7.1, {HP 9000/300}, {HP 9000/700}, {Sony News}, {SGI} {Iris} and {Harris} {Nighthawk}, and other {Unix}-like {88000} systems. The earlier 01nov91 version runs on {Amiga}, {SunOS}, {NeXT}, and {Apollo} systems. {(}. (2000-05-24)

scup ::: n. --> A swing.

A marine sparoid food fish (Stenotomus chrysops, or S. argyrops), common on the Atlantic coast of the United States. It appears bright silvery when swimming in the daytime, but shows broad blackish transverse bands at night and when dead. Called also porgee, paugy, porgy, scuppaug.

season ::: n. --> One of the divisions of the year, marked by alternations in the length of day and night, or by distinct conditions of temperature, moisture, etc., caused mainly by the relative position of the earth with respect to the sun. In the north temperate zone, four seasons, namely, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, are generally recognized. Some parts of the world have three seasons, -- the dry, the rainy, and the cold; other parts have but two, -- the dry and the rainy.
Hence, a period of time, especially as regards its fitness

sennight ::: n. --> The space of seven nights and days; a week.

serenade ::: n. --> Music sung or performed in the open air at nights; -- usually applied to musical entertainments given in the open air at night, especially by gentlemen, in a spirit of gallantry, under the windows of ladies.
A piece of music suitable to be performed at such times. ::: v. t.

serene ::: a. --> Bright; clear; unabscured; as, a serene sky.
Calm; placid; undisturbed; unruffled; as, a serene aspect; a serene soul. ::: n. --> Serenity; clearness; calmness.
Evening air; night chill.

sevennight ::: n. --> A week; any period of seven consecutive days and nights. See Sennight.

shine ::: v. i. --> To emit rays of light; to give light; to beam with steady radiance; to exhibit brightness or splendor; as, the sun shines by day; the moon shines by night.
To be bright by reflection of light; to gleam; to be glossy; as, to shine like polished silver.
To be effulgent in splendor or beauty.
To be eminent, conspicuous, or distinguished; to exhibit brilliant intellectual powers; as, to shine in courts; to shine in

shishum [dhapayete]) ::: Night and Dawn, two sisters, suckle one child.

sir ::: n. --> A man of social authority and dignity; a lord; a master; a gentleman; -- in this sense usually spelled sire.
A title prefixed to the Christian name of a knight or a baronet.
An English rendering of the LAtin Dominus, the academical title of a bachelor of arts; -- formerly colloquially, and sometimes contemptuously, applied to the clergy.
A respectful title, used in addressing a man, without being

Sleep and the subconscient ::: Sleep because of its subconscient basis usually brings a falling do\vn to a lower level, unless it is a conscious sleep ; to make it more and more conscious is the one permanent remedy ::: but also until that is done, one should always react against this sinking tendency when one wakes and not allow the effect of dull nights to accumulate.

Sleep cannot be replaced, bm it can be changed ,* /or you can become conscious in sleep. If you are thus conscious, then the night can be utilised for a higher working — provided the body gets its due rest ; for the object of sleep is the body's rest and the renewal of the vital-physical force.

socage ::: n. --> A tenure of lands and tenements by a certain or determinate service; a tenure distinct from chivalry or knight&

solanaceous ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to plants of the natural order Solanaceae, of which the nightshade (Solanum) is the type. The order includes also the tobacco, ground cherry, tomato, eggplant, red pepper, and many more.

solanine ::: n. --> A poisonous alkaloid glucoside extracted from the berries of common nightshade (Solanum nigrum), and of bittersweet, and from potato sprouts, as a white crystalline substance having an acrid, burning taste; -- called also solonia, and solanina.

solanum ::: n. --> A genus of plants comprehending the potato (S. tuberosum), the eggplant (S. melongena, and several hundred other species; nightshade.

Some have benefited by putting a will on the body before going to sleep at night that the dreams should not happen • — though it may not succeed at the beginning, it tells in most cases after a time by fixing a certain inhibitory force on the subconscient from which these dreams arise.

some random X "jargon" Used to indicate a member of class X, with the implication that Xs are interchangeable. "I think some random cracker tripped over the guest timeout last night." See also {J. Random}. [{Jargon File}] (1995-03-03)

space-cadet keyboard "hardware, history" A now-legendary device used on {MIT} {Lisp} machines, which inspired several still-current jargon terms and influenced the design of {Emacs}. It was equipped with no fewer than *seven* shift keys: four keys for {bucky bits} ("control", "meta", "hyper", and "super") and three like regular shift keys, called "shift", "top", and "front". Many keys had three symbols on them: a letter and a symbol on the top, and a Greek letter on the front. For example, the "L" key had an "L" and a two-way arrow on the top, and the Greek letter lambda on the front. By pressing this key with the right hand while playing an appropriate "chord" with the left hand on the shift keys, you could get the following results: L lowercase l shift-L uppercase L front-L lowercase lambda front-shift-L uppercase lambda top-L two-way arrow (front and shift are ignored) And of course each of these might also be typed with any combination of the control, meta, hyper, and super keys. On this keyboard, you could type over 8000 different characters! This allowed the user to type very complicated mathematical text, and also to have thousands of single-character commands at his disposal. Many hackers were actually willing to memorise the command meanings of that many characters if it reduced typing time (this attitude obviously shaped the interface of {Emacs}). Other hackers, however, thought that many {bucky bits} was overkill, and objected that such a keyboard can require three or four hands to operate. See {cokebottle}, {double bucky}, {meta bit}, {quadruple bucky}. Note: early versions of this entry incorrectly identified the space-cadet keyboard with the "Knight keyboard". Though both were designed by Tom Knight, the latter term was properly applied only to a keyboard used for {ITS} on the {PDP-10} and modelled on the Stanford keyboard (as described under {bucky bits}). The true space-cadet keyboard evolved from the Knight keyboard. [{Jargon File}] (1994-12-05)

spencer ::: n. --> One who has the care of the spence, or buttery.
A short jacket worn by men and by women.
A fore-and-aft sail, abaft the foremast or the mainmast, hoisted upon a small supplementary mast and set with a gaff and no boom; a trysail carried at the foremast or mainmast; -- named after its inventor, Knight Spencer, of England [1802].

spur ::: n. --> A sparrow.
A tern.
An implement secured to the heel, or above the heel, of a horseman, to urge the horse by its pressure. Modern spurs have a small wheel, or rowel, with short points. Spurs were the badge of knighthood.
That which goads to action; an incitement.
Something that projects; a snag.
One of the large or principal roots of a tree.

squawk ::: v. i. --> To utter a shrill, abrupt scream; to squeak harshly. ::: n. --> Act of squawking; a harsh squeak.
The American night heron. See under Night.

squire ::: n. --> A square; a measure; a rule.
A shield-bearer or armor-bearer who attended a knight.
A title of dignity next in degree below knight, and above gentleman. See Esquire.
A male attendant on a great personage; also (Colloq.), a devoted attendant or follower of a lady; a beau.
A title of office and courtesy. See under Esquire.

*Sri Aurobindo: "Dawn always means an opening of some kind — the coming of something that is not yet fully there.” Letters on Yoga ::: "As the Sun is image and godhead of the golden Light of the divine Truth, so Dawn is image and godhead of the opening out of the supreme illumination on the night of our human ignorance. Dawn daughter of Heaven and Night her sister are obverse and reverse sides of the same eternal Infinite.” The Secret of the Veda

Sri Aurobindo: "Day and Night, – the latter the state of Ignorance that belongs to our material Nature, the former the state of illumined Knowledge that belongs to the divine Mind of which our mentality is a pale and dulled reflection.” The Secret of the Veda

Sri Aurobindo: "the black dragon of the Inconscience sustains with its vast wings and its back of darkness the whole structure of the material universe; its energies unroll the flux of things, its obscure intimations seem to be the starting-point of consciousness itself and the source of all life-impulse.” The Life Divine ::: **Unused, guarded beneath Night"s dragon paws,**

star ::: 1. Any of the celestial bodies visible at night from Earth as relatively stationary, usually twinkling points of light. 2. One who is prominent or distinguished in some way. 3. Fig. A guiding light. 4. A celestial body, esp. a planet or a star, supposed to influence events, personalities, etc. stars, stars", star-carved, star-defended, star-entangled, star-field, star-gemmed, star-jewelled, star-led, star-lost, star-lustrous, star-white.

starless ::: a. --> Being without stars; having no stars visible; as, a starless night.

starless ::: being without stars; having no stars visible; as a starless night.

starlight ::: n. --> The light given by the stars. ::: a. --> Lighted by the stars, or by the stars only; as, a starlight night.

stomp on To inadvertently overwrite something important, usually automatically. "All the work I did this weekend got stomped on last night by the nightly server script." Compare {scribble}, {mangle}, {trash}, {scrog}, {roach}. [{Jargon File}]

tahajjud :::   special prayer during the night

talk mode "chat" Using a {talk} system. E.g., "{B1FF} had me in talk mode for hours last night. I had to bring his box down just to get him to shut up." The (1980s?) term now is as dated as talk itself which has been largely replaced by {chat}. [{Jargon File}] (1998-01-19)

talliage ::: n. --> A certain rate or tax paid by barons, knights, and inferior tenants, toward the public expenses.

tattoo ::: n. --> A beat of drum, or sound of a trumpet or bugle, at night, giving notice to soldiers to retreat, or to repair to their quarters in garrison, or to their tents in camp.
An indelible mark or figure made by puncturing the skin and introducing some pigment into the punctures; -- a mode of ornamentation practiced by various barbarous races, both in ancient and modern times, and also by some among civilized nations, especially by sailors.

Tehmi: “Night’s dragon is the Inconscient.”

tellurian ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to the earth. ::: n. --> A dweller on the earth.
An instrument for showing the operation of the causes which produce the succession of day and night, and the changes of the seasons.

tempestuous ::: a. --> Of or pertaining to a tempest; involving or resembling a tempest; turbulent; violent; stormy; as, tempestuous weather; a tempestuous night; a tempestuous debate.

templar ::: n. --> One of a religious and military order first established at Jerusalem, in the early part of the 12th century, for the protection of pilgrims and of the Holy Sepulcher. These Knights Templars, or Knights of the Temple, were so named because they occupied an apartment of the palace of Bladwin II. in Jerusalem, near the Temple.
A student of law, so called from having apartments in the Temple at London, the original buildings having belonged to the Knights Templars. See Inner Temple, and Middle Temple, under Temple.

:::   "The greater the destruction, the freer the chances of creation; but the destruction is often long, slow and oppressive, the creation tardy in its coming or interrupted in its triumph. The night returns again and again and the day lingers or seems even to have been a false dawning. Despair not therefore, but watch and work. Those who hope violently, despair swiftly: neither hope nor fear, but be sure of God"s purpose and thy will to accomplish.” *Essays in Philosophy and Yoga

“The greater the destruction, the freer the chances of creation; but the destruction is often long, slow and oppressive, the creation tardy in its coming or interrupted in its triumph. The night returns again and again and the day lingers or seems even to have been a false dawning. Despair not therefore, but watch and work. Those who hope violently, despair swiftly: neither hope nor fear, but be sure of God’s purpose and thy will to accomplish.” Essays in Philosophy and Yoga

“The Inconscient is a sleep or a prison, the conscient a round of strivings without ultimate issue or the wanderings of a dream: we must wake into the superconscious where all darkness of night and half-lights cease in the self-luminous bliss of the Eternal.” The Life Divine

the opposites of its own truths of being ::: an abyss of non-existence,24 a profound Night of inconscience, a fathomless swoon of insensibility from which yet all forms of being, consciousness and delight of existence [saccidananda] can manifest themselves"; (same as asat brahma)"something beyond the last term to which we can reduce our purest conception and our most abstract or subtle experience of actual being as we know or conceive it while in this universe", not a mere negation but "a zero which is All or an indefinable Infinite which appears to the mind a blank, because mind grasps only finite constructions".

theory The consensus, idea, plan, story, or set of rules that is currently being used to inform a behaviour. This usage is a generalisation and (deliberate) abuse of the technical meaning. "What's the theory on fixing this TECO loss?" "What's the theory on dinner tonight?" ("Chinatown, I guess.") "What's the current theory on letting lusers on during the day?" "The theory behind this change is to fix the following well-known screw...." (1994-12-14)

three-leaved ::: a. --> Producing three leaves; as, three-leaved nightshade.
Consisting of three distinct leaflets; having the leaflets arranged in threes.

through. They are the ‘ day and night ’ of the Vedic mystics.

tineman ::: n. --> An officer of the forest who had the care of vert and venison by night.

toad ::: n. --> Any one of numerous species of batrachians belonging to the genus Bufo and allied genera, especially those of the family Bufonidae. Toads are generally terrestrial in their habits except during the breeding season, when they seek the water. Most of the species burrow beneath the earth in the daytime and come forth to feed on insects at night. Most toads have a rough, warty skin in which are glands that secrete an acrid fluid.

tobacco ::: n. --> An American plant (Nicotiana Tabacum) of the Nightshade family, much used for smoking and chewing, and as snuff. As a medicine, it is narcotic, emetic, and cathartic. Tobacco has a strong, peculiar smell, and an acrid taste.
The leaves of the plant prepared for smoking, chewing, etc., by being dried, cured, and manufactured in various ways.

tomato ::: n. --> The fruit of a plant of the Nightshade family (Lycopersicum esculentun); also, the plant itself. The fruit, which is called also love apple, is usually of a rounded, flattened form, but often irregular in shape. It is of a bright red or yellow color, and is eaten either cooked or uncooked.

Tom Knight "person" A noted {hacker} at {MIT}. {(}. (1996-12-12)

tonight ::: adv. --> On this present or coming night.
On the last night past. ::: n. --> The present or the coming night; the night after the present day.

Towers of Hanoi "games" A classic computer science problem, invented by Edouard Lucas in 1883, often used as an example of {recursion}. "In the great temple at Benares, says he, beneath the dome which marks the centre of the world, rests a brass plate in which are fixed three diamond needles, each a cubit high and as thick as the body of a bee. On one of these needles, at the creation, God placed sixty-four discs of pure gold, the largest disc resting on the brass plate, and the others getting smaller and smaller up to the top one. This is the Tower of Bramah. Day and night unceasingly the priests transfer the discs from one diamond needle to another according to the fixed and immutable laws of Bramah, which require that the priest on duty must not move more than one disc at a time and that he must place this disc on a needle so that there is no smaller disc below it. When the sixty-four discs shall have been thus transferred from the needle on which at the creation God placed them to one of the other needles, tower, temple, and Brahmins alike will crumble into dust, and with a thunderclap the world will vanish." The recursive solution is: Solve for n-1 discs recursively, then move the remaining largest disc to the free needle. Note that there is also a non-recursive solution: On odd-numbered moves, move the smallest sized disk clockwise. On even-numbered moves, make the single other move which is possible. ["Mathematical Recreations and Essays", W W R Ball, p. 304] {The rec.puzzles Archive (}. (2003-07-13)

trillium ::: n. --> A genus of liliaceous plants; the three-leaved nightshade; -- so called because all the parts of the plant are in threes.

trinoctial ::: a. --> Lasting during three nights; comprising three nights.

twelfth-cake ::: n. --> An ornamented cake distributed among friends or visitors on the festival of Twelfth-night.

twelfth-night ::: n. --> The evening of Epiphany, or the twelfth day after Christmas, observed as a festival by various churches.

twonkie /twon'kee/ The software equivalent of a Twinkie (a variety of sugar-loaded junk food, or (in gay slang) the male equivalent of "chick"); a useless "feature" added to look sexy and placate a {marketroid}. Compare {Saturday-night special}. The term may also be related to "The Twonky", title menace of a classic SF short story by Lewis Padgett (Henry Kuttner and C. L. Moore), first published in the September 1942 "Astounding Science Fiction" and subsequently much anthologised. [{Jargon File}] (1994-10-20)

Universal Time "time, standard" (UT) The mean solar time along the prime meridian (0 longitude) that runs through the Greenwich Observatory outside of London, UK, where the current system originated. UT is tied to the rotation of the Earth in respect to the fictitious "mean Sun". {Greenwich Mean Time} (GMT) was measured from Greenwich mean midday until 1925 when the reference point was changed from noon to midnight and the name changed to "Universal Time". There are three separate definitions, UT0, UT1, and UT2, depending on which corrections have been applied to the Earth's motion. {Coordinated Universal Time} is kept within 0.9 seconds of UT1, by addition of leap seconds to {International Atomic Time}. (2001-08-02)

unknight ::: v. t. --> To deprive of knighthood.

vadding "games" /vad'ing/ (From VAD, a permutation of ADV, i.e. {ADVENT}, used to avoid a particular {admin}'s continual search-and-destroy sweeps for the game) A leisure-time activity of certain hackers involving the covert exploration of the "secret" parts of large buildings - basements, roofs, freight elevators, maintenance crawlways, steam tunnels, and the like. A few go so far as to learn locksmithing in order to synthesise vadding keys. The verb is "to vad" (compare {phreaking}; see also {hack}, sense 9). This term dates from the late 1970s, before which such activity was simply called "hacking"; the older usage is still prevalent at {MIT}. Vadding (pronounced /vay'ding/) was also popular {CMU}, at least as early as 1986. People who did it every night were called the "vaders," possibly after "elevator," which was one of the things they played with, or "invader," or "Darth Vader". This game was usually played along with no-holds-barred hide-and-seek. CMU grad students were the known to pry open the inner doors of elevators between floors to see the graffiti on the inside of the outer doors. The most extreme and dangerous form of vadding is "elevator rodeo", also known as "elevator surfing", a sport played by wrasslin' down a thousand-pound elevator car with a 3-foot piece of string, and then exploiting this mastery in various stimulating ways (such as elevator hopping, shaft exploration, rat-racing, and the ever-popular drop experiments). Kids, don't try this at home! See also {hobbit}. [{Jargon File}] (1996-01-07)

vampire ::: n. --> A blood-sucking ghost; a soul of a dead person superstitiously believed to come from the grave and wander about by night sucking the blood of persons asleep, thus causing their death. This superstition is now prevalent in parts of Eastern Europe, and was especially current in Hungary about the year 1730.
Fig.: One who lives by preying on others; an extortioner; a bloodsucker.
Either one of two or more species of South American

varlet ::: n. --> A servant, especially to a knight; an attendant; a valet; a footman.
Hence, a low fellow; a scoundrel; a rascal; as, an impudent varlet.
In a pack of playing cards, the court card now called the knave, or jack.

vespillo ::: n. --> One who carried out the dead bodies of the poor at night for burial.

viceya-taraka prabhata-kalpeva sarvari ::: night preparing for dawn, with a few just decipherable stars. [Raghuvamsa 3.2]

vigil ::: v. i. --> Abstinence from sleep, whether at a time when sleep is customary or not; the act of keeping awake, or the state of being awake, or the state of being awake; sleeplessness; wakefulness; watch.
Hence, devotional watching; waking for prayer, or other religious exercises.
Originally, the watch kept on the night before a feast.
Later, the day and the night preceding a feast.
A religious service performed in the evening preceding a

vishnu ::: 1. (In later Hinduism) "The Preserver.” The second member of the Trimurti, along with Brahma the Creator and Shiva the Destroyer. 2. (In popular Hinduism) a deity believed to have descended from heaven to earth in several incarnations, or avatars, varying in number from nine to twenty-two, but always including animals. His most important human incarnation is the Krishna of the Bhagavad-Gita. 3. "The Pervader,” one of a half-dozen solar deities in the Rig-Veda, daily traversing the sky in three strides, morning, afternoon, and night.

watcher ::: n. --> One who watches; one who sits up or continues; a diligent observer; specifically, one who attends upon the sick during the night.

watch-fires ::: fires maintained during the night as signals and for providing light and warmth to sentinels.

watchman ::: n. --> One set to watch; a person who keeps guard; a guard; a sentinel.
Specifically, one who guards a building, or the streets of a city, by night.

watch ::: v. i. --> The act of watching; forbearance of sleep; vigil; wakeful, vigilant, or constantly observant attention; close observation; guard; preservative or preventive vigilance; formerly, a watching or guarding by night.
One who watches, or those who watch; a watchman, or a body of watchmen; a sentry; a guard.
The post or office of a watchman; also, the place where a watchman is posted, or where a guard is kept.

water bug ::: --> The Croton bug.
Any one of numerous species of large, rapacious, aquatic, hemipterous insects belonging to Belostoma, Benacus, Zaitha, and other genera of the family Belostomatidae. Their hind legs are long and fringed, and act like oars. Some of these insects are of great size, being among the largest existing Hemiptera. Many of them come out of the water and fly about at night.

whip-poor-will ::: n. --> An American bird (Antrostomus vociferus) allied to the nighthawk and goatsucker; -- so called in imitation of the peculiar notes which it utters in the evening.

Yeh ch'i: The "air of the night," i.e., the strength or force obtained through the rest and recuperation during the night, suggestive of the moral invigoration from the calmness and repose of the mind which is necessary for the realization of one's good nature. (Mencius, 371-289 B.C.). -- W.T.C.

yesternight ::: n. --> The last night; the night last past. ::: adv. --> On the last night.

yestreen ::: n. --> Yester-evening; yesternight; last night.

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1:Some are born to endless night. ~ William Blake,
2:To leave the figure or disfigure it. ~ A Midsummer Night's Dream,
3:God is a dark night to man in this life. ~ Saint John of the Cross,
4:During the night we must wait for the light. ~ Saint Francis de Sales,
5:A day without work can yield a night without sleep.
   ~ Albanian Proverb,
6:Better to sit all night than to go to bed with a dragon.
   ~ Zen Proverb,
7:Better a witty fool than a foolish wit.
   ~ William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night,
8:I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. ~ Sarah Williams,
9:The light of Christ is an endless day that knows no night. ~ Saint Maximus of Turin,
10:We who think we are about to die will laugh at anything. ~ Terry Pratchett, Night Watch,
11:We circle in the night and we are devoured by fire. ~ Heraclitus,
12:On a night with dew the mountains seem like next door neighbors. ~ Dakotsu Lida, 1885-1962,
13:A goddess of black veils and dark prophesies, a goddess of night sighs. ~ Velimir Khlebnikov,
14:Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white.
   ~ William Blake,
15:I saw Eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light.
   ~ Henry Vaughan,
16:Man, like a light in the night, is kindled and put out. ~ Heraclitus,
17:My darling, my dying, my light, my sight,
my night my whole day long. ~ Velimir Khlebnikov,
18:Faith is a dark night for man, but in this very way it gives him light. ~ Saint John of the Cross,
19:In spite of the night the spiritual Light is there. ~ The Mother, CWM 15:68,
20:I remember your name in the night, O Lord, and keep your law. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Psalms, 119:55,
21:Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
   ~ Lord Byron,
22:Thy youth is but a noon, of night take heed. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Translations, Appeal,
23:Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night. ~ Angelus Silesius,
24:Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. ~ Edgar Allan Poe,
25:In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.
   ~ F Scott Fitzgerald,
26:Life is a journey in the darkness of the night. ~ Panchatantra, the Eternal Wisdom
27:But if anyone walks in the night, he stumbles, because the light is not in him. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, John, 11:10,
28:In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni - We circle in the night and are consumed by the fire ~ Old Latin palindrome,
29:the glitter
of the stars
night rain
~ Uko, @BashoSociety
30:To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle." ~ Walt Whitman,
31:If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore.
   ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson,
carried off
by the night wind
~ Kyorai, @BashoSociety
33:Nothing can be sworn impossible since Zeus made night during mid-day, hiding the light of the shining Sun. ~ Archilochus,
34:More heavenly and those flashing stars the endless eyes seem, which Night opens up in us. ~ Novalis, Hymns to the Night 1,
35:One of the oldest human needs is having someone wonder where you are when you don't come home at night." ~ Margaret Meade,
36:the soul's cry
draws near
autumn night
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
37:The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night.
   ~ Friedrich Nietzsche,
38:And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word! ~ Robert Browning, Porphyria's Lover, (1842),
39:My heart within instructs me also in the night seasons. ~ Psalms. XVI.7, the Eternal Wisdom
sleeping through
a cold autumn night
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
41:how much longer
is my life?
a brief night
~ Shiki, @BashoSociety
42:Our names are the light that glows on the sea waves at night and then dies without leaving its signature. ~ Rabindranath Tagore,
43:And then passed the night at ease in my state. ~ Abd al-Rahman al-Majdhüb, @Sufi_Path
44:But his desire is in the law of the Lord, and in His law he meditates day and night.
   ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Psalms, 1:2, [T2],
45:The fool who burns by day a camphor-light
Will soon not have an oil-lamp for the night. ~ Saadi, Gulistan,
46:crying "father"
in the dead of
the autumn night
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
47:a moon
with no clouds
together through the night
~ Ikkyu, @BashoSociety
48:We must work the works of him who sent me while it is day; night is coming, when no one can work. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, John, 9:4,
49:a summer night at
the edge of the ocean
a bonfire
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
50:everyday life
sleeping through
an cold autumn night
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
51:Never out of evil one plucked good: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
52:Wisdom is like unto a beacon set on high, which radiates its light even in the darkest night. ~ Buddhist Meditations from the Japanese,
53:Swift and easy is the downward path. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
into one
an amazing night
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
55:a night of flowing flowers
and flowing water
~ Ikkyu, @BashoSociety
walking in
the cold night
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
57:Stir up your soul in eagerness to travel uninterruptedly, day and night, in order to reach what your soul is expecting. ~ Babai the Great,
58:Library terror - that feeling of being hopelessly overwhelmed by the sheer quantity of available books... ~ Owen Barfield, Night Operation,
59:yellow wildflowers
an early frosty night
a deer's voice
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
60:as the night fades
through the blossoms
a glimpse of dawn
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
61:At Gibeon the Lord appeared to Solomon in a dream by night, and God said, "Ask what I shall give you." ~ Anonymous, The Bible, 1 Kings, 3:5,
62:through the short night
the guard never slept
an old dog
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
63:Night a process of the eternal light ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Debate of Love and Death,
64:A prey to the staring phantoms of the gloom ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
in raindrops
sleepless night
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
66:Ignorance is the night of the spirit, but a night without stars or moon. ~ Chinese Proverb, the Eternal Wisdom
67:brief summer night
the dream and reality
are the same thing
~ Kyoshi, @BashoSociety
68:Even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Psalms, 139:12,
on a pure night
the river of heaven
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
70:Solitude wrapped him in its voiceless folds. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
71:autumn night
by a quiet window
recalling my departed friends
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
72:Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
   ~ Dylan Thomas,
73:in the dead of night
moonlight strikes the
middle of the pond
~ Soseki, @BashoSociety
lighting slicing
the autumn night
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
75:in which direction are
the hidden footprints
in the autumn night
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
76:sleepy after
a wasted night
as the rain falls
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
77:in the long night
writing poetry with the
broken edge of the moon
~ Buson, @BashoSociety
78:Our waking thoughts the output of its dreams. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent of Night, [T5],
79:birds still singing
into the night
autumn wind
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
80:A billion stars go spinning through the night, glittering above your head, but in you is the presence that will be when all the stars are dead. ~ Rilke,
81:a crescent moon
on a clear night
migrating geese
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
82:Whatever torch we kindle, and whatever space it may illuminate, our horizon will always remain encircled by the depth of night.
   ~ Arthur Schopenhauer,
83:autumn rain
the night begins
~ Kobayashi Issa, @BashoSociety
84:dancing at night
red leaves falling
into the bonfire
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
85:hunter moon
clear autumn night
everywhere a new sign
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
86:his smile
last night
was a farewell
~ Kobayashi Issa, @BashoSociety
87:Many who have learned from Hesiod the countless names of gods and monsters never understand that night and day are one ~ Heraclitus,
88:The night is far gone; the day is at hand. So then let us cast off the works of darkness and put on the armor of light. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Romans, 13:12,
a bottle breaks
in a night of frost
~ Matsuo Basho, @BashoSociety
90:walking through
a mountain village
on a cold autumn night
~ Ogawa, @BashoSociety
91:An upright life tastes calm repose by night and by day; it is penetrated with a serene felicity. ~ Buddhist Text, the Eternal Wisdom
92:a brief moonlit
wedding night
insects singing
~ Kobayashi Issa, @BashoSociety
93:an autumn night
completely spent
in conversation
~ Matsuo Basho, @BashoSociety
94:An eternal, inexorable lapse of moments is ever hurrying the day of the evil to an eternal night, and the night of the just to an eternal day. ~ Harriet Beecher Stowe,
95:He journeys sleepless through an unending night;
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain,
96:Adventurers, we have colonised Matter's night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Kingdoms and Godheads of the Greater Mind,
97:If we dreamed every night the same thing, it would affect us as much as the objects which we see every day. ~ Pascal, the Eternal Wisdom
98:hazing night
wine is flowing
waterfall and moon
~ Kobayashi Issa, @BashoSociety
99:A city of ancient Ignorance
Founded upon a soil that knew not Light. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
100:Day is to make a living, Night is only for Love.... Commoners sleep fast, Lovers whisper to God ! ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path
101:under a pine tree
viewing the moon
thinking all night
~ Matsuo Basho, @BashoSociety
102:under a pine tree
watching the moon
thinking all night
~ Matsuo Basho, @BashoSociety
103:Christ was literally born during the night as a sign that He came to the shadows of our weakness ~ Saint Thomas Aquinas, (ST 3.83.2ad2).,
104:Ominous beings passed him on the road
Whose very gaze was a calamity: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
105:The Divine's voice is heard as a melodious chant in the stillness of the night.
   ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother II, The Divine Is with You, [T5],
106:a long life
and a cold night
moonlight through bamboo
~ Kobayashi Issa, @BashoSociety
107:In every heart is hidden the myriad One. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
108:The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies. ~ Virgil,
109:The moon gliding amazed through heaven
In the uncertain wideness of the night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Satyavan and Savitri,
110:Is measured by the throbs of the soul's pain, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
111:Let not night herself be all, as it were, the special and peculiar property of sleep. Let not half thy life be useless through the senselessness of slumber. ~ Saint Basil the Great,
112:Indeed, I am a forest and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness will also find rose slopes under my cypresses. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra,
113:My God is love and sweetly suffers all.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness, [T5],
114:A cricket's rash and fiery single note,
It marked with shrill melody night's moonless hush ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The World-Soul,
115:In light of heaven, the worst suffering on earth will be seen to be no more serious than one night in an inconvenient hotel. ~ Saint Teresa of Avila,
116:Took the mind captive in its own net;
His rigorous logic made the false seem true. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
117:Treat everyone you meet as Khidr and every night as the Night of Power. ~ Suleyman 'Ata(r), A murid of Shaykh Ahmad al-Yasavi (r), @Sufi_Path
118:Like the waves of a rivulet, day and night are flowing the hours of life and coining nearer and nearer to their end. ~ Buddhist Texts, the Eternal Wisdom
119:Pass slowly through that perilous space,
A prayer upon his lips and the great Name. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
120:The light of thy spirit cannot destroy these shades of night so long as thou hast not driven out desire from thy soul. ~ Hindu Wisdom, the Eternal Wisdom
121:He mastered the tides of Nature with a look:
He met with his bare spirit naked Hell. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
122:If you meditate on your ideal, you will acquire its nature. If you think of God day and night, you will acquire the nature of God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
123:Wisdom is like unto a beacon set on high, which radiates its light even in the darkest night. ~ Buddhist Meditations from the Japanese, the Eternal Wisdom
124:With my soul have I desired thee in the night; with my spirit within me will I seek thee early. ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Isaiah, XXVI.9, the Eternal Wisdom
125:You see many stars at night in the sky but find them not in the day -- just as in the days of your ignorance, you say that there is no God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
126:The man full of uprightness is happy here below, sweet is his sleep by night and by day his heart is radiant with peace. ~ Buddhist Text, the Eternal Wisdom
127:The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night.
   ~ Yasunari Kawabata,
128:This is how Scripture depicts to us the Supreme Artist, praising each one of His works. Thus earth, air, sky, water, day, night, all visible things, remind us of our Benefactor. ~ Saint Basil,
129:All on one plan was shaped and standardised
Under a dark dictatorship's breathless weight. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
130:The reason meant for nearness to the gods
And uplift to heavenly scale by the touch of mind ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
131:Day and night constantly the Presence is there. It is enough to turn silently inward and we detect it.
   ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother II, The Divine Is with You, [T5],
132:In the night a million stars arise
To watch us with their ancient friendly eyes. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Perigone Prologuises,
133:All warred against all, but with a common hate
Turned on the mind that sought some higher good; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
134:He met a silver-grey expanse
Where Day and Night had wedded and were one: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Kingdoms and Godheads of the Little Mind,
135:Her spirit, guilty of being, wandered doomed,
   Moving for ever through eternal Night.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Dream Twilight of the Ideal,
136:Grief is a hole you walk around in the daytime and at night you fall into it." ~ Denise Levertov, (1923 - 1997) American poet. She was a recipient of the Lannan Literary Award for Poetry, Wikipedia.,
137:He must enter the eternity of Night
And know God's darkness as he knows his Sun. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Way of Fate and the Problem of Pain,
138:he night is far spent, the day is at hand; let us therefore cast off the works of darkness and let us put on the armour of light. ~ Romans XIII. 12, the Eternal Wisdom
139:He is the mute lamb, the slain lamb, the lamb born of Mary, the fair ewe. He was seized from the flock, dragged off to be slaughtered, sacrificed in the evening, and buried at night. ~ Melito of Sardis,
140:The inconscient world is the spirit's self-made room,
Eternal Night shadow of eternal Day. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Dream Twilight of the Ideal,
141:Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire. ~ Franz Kafka,
142:As in the vigilance of the sleepless night
Through the slow heavy-footed silent hours, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Parable of the Search for the Soul,
143:Night a path to unknown dawns
Or a dark clue to some diviner state. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, 02.04
144:Recite the Lord's name with all your heart, throughout the day and night, whether you are in the midst of work or not. While outwardly you are engaged in work, repeat His name inwardly. ~ Swami Vijnanananda,
145:The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn't real. I know that, and I also know that if I'm careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle. ~ Stephen King, Night Shift,
146:Light in the world-
   World in the mind-
   Mind in the heart-
   Heart in the night.
   Pain in the day-
   Strength in the pain-
   Light in the strength-
   World in the light. ~ Owen Barfield, A Meditation, 1970,
147:There can be no rebirth without a dark night of the soul, a total annihilation of all that you believed in and thought that you were.
   ~ Hazrat Inayat Khan, Thinking Like The Universe: The Sufi Path Of Awakening,
148:Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, it is wrapped in silence." ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,
149:As our Saviour spent three days and three nights in the depths of the earth, so your first rising from the water represented the first day and your first immersion represented the first night. ~ Jerusalem Catecheses,
150:Man's soul crosses through thee to Paradise,
Heaven's sun forces its way through death and night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Dream Twilight of the Earthly Real,
151:The small man builds cages for everyone he knows
   While the sage, who has to duck his head when the moon is low,
   Keeps dropping keys all night long
   For the beautiful rowdy prisoners. ~ Hafiz,
152:Heaven's sun forces its way through death and night;
   Its light is seen upon our being's verge...
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Dream Twilight of the Earthly Real,
153:Thus for a while she trod the Golden Path;
   This was the sun before abysmal Night.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute,
154:More deeply than the bounded senses can
Which grasp externally and find to lose, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
155:A fragile miracle of thinking clay,
Armed with illusions walks the child of Time. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
156:Leave to the night its phantoms, leave to the future its curtain!
Only today Heaven gave to mortal man for his labour. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Ilion,
157:Tell the night that it cannot claim our day. No religion claims love's holy faith. Love's an ocean, vast and without shores. When lovers drown, they don't cry out or pray. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,
158:Can you not see the numerous designs made by God as signs, similitudes, or analogies of resurrection? He has placed them in every era, the alteration of day and night, even in the coming and going of clouds. ~ Said Nursi,
159:Death, the dire god, inflicted on her eyes
The immortal calm of his tremendous gaze: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
160:Nothing would confess its own pretence
Even to itself in the ambiguous heart:
A vast deception was the law of things; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
161:All things are by Time and the Will eternal that moves us,
And for each birth its hour is set in the night or the dawning. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Ilion,
162:Arrogant, gibing at more luminous states
The people of the gulfs despised the sun.
A barriered autarchy excluded light; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
163:Have faith in Guru, in his teachings, and in the surety that you can get free. Think day and night that this universe is zero, only God is. Have intense desire to get free. ~ Swami Vivekananda,
164:When I have loved for ever, I shall know.
Love in me knows the truth all changings mask. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
165:As thoughts stand mute on a despairing verge
Where the last depths plunge into nothingness ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
166:He made of Nothingness his living-room
And Night a process of the eternal light
And death a spur towards immortality. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Debate of Love and Death,
167:The night's gold treasure of autumnal moons
Came floating shipped through ripples of faery air. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute,
168:Impure, sadistic, with grimacing mouths,
Grey foul inventions gruesome and macabre
Came televisioned from the gulfs of Night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
169:I saw you last night in the gathering,
but could not take you openly in my arms,
so I put my lips next to your cheek,
pretending to talk privately. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path
170:There crawled through every tense and aching nerve
Leaving behind its poignant quaking trail
A nameless and unutterable fear. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
171:Reason that scans and breaks, but cannot build
Or builds in vain because she doubts her work. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
172:A billion stars go spinning through the night, blazing high above your head. But in you is the presence that will be, when all the stars are dead," ~ Rainer Maria Rilke, (1875 - 1926), Bohemian-Austrian poet and novelist, Wikipedia.,
173:A certain pride, a certain awe, withheld him from offering to God even one prayer at night, though he knew it was in God's power to take away his life while he slept and hurl his soul hellward ere he could beg for mercy. ~ James Joyce,
174:Judas who was counted in the number of the apostles lost all his labour in one single night and descended from heaven to hell. Therefore, let no-one boast of his good works, for all those who trust in themselves fall. ~ Saint Xanthias,
175:Before going to sleep every night, we must pray that the mistakes we may have committed during the day should not be repeated in future.
   ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother II, Mistakes, Mistakes can be Effaced,
176:He tells us that night is almost over, not that it is about to fall. By this we are meant to understand that the coming of Christ's light puts Satan's darkness to flight, leaving no place for any shadow of sin. ~ Saint Maximus of Turin,
177:The eyes of love gaze starlike through death's night,
The feet of love tread naked hardest worlds. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
178:The lust that warps the spirit's natural good
Replaced by a manufactured virtue and vice
The frank spontaneous impulse of the soul: ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
179:Last night I begged the Wise One to tell me the secret of the world. Gently, gently, he whispered, "Be quiet, the secret cannot be spoken, It is wrapped in silence. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, @Sufi_Path
180:Now it is high time to awake out of sleep.. The night is far spent, the day is at hand; let us therefore cast off the works of darkness and put on the armour of light. ~ Romans VII 11. 12, the Eternal Wisdom
181:Things will come to a head, but when man's hand can do nothing and everything seems to be lost, God Himself will intervene and rearrange the world in the blink of an eye, like from morning to night." ~ Ven. Bernardo Maria Clausi (1787-1849),
182:Hidden behind the fair outsides of life.
Its dangerous commerce is our suffering's cause.
Its breath is a subtle poison in men's hearts; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
183:Falsehood enthroned on awed and prostrate hearts
The cults and creeds that organise living death
And slay the soul on the altar of a lie. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
184:Night over tired lands, when evening pales
And fading gleams break down the horizon's walls,
Nor yet the dusk grows mystic with the moon. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Towards the Black Void,
185:This deepening of love is the real purpose of the dark night of the soul. The dark night helps us become who we are created to be: lovers of God and one another." ~ Gerald G. May, (1940 - 2005) American Psychiatrist and Theologian, Wikipedia.,
186:Crowding and stinging in a monstrous swarm
Pressed with a noxious hum into his mind
Thoughts that could poison Nature's heavenliest breath, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
187:Divide the time of night between sleep and prayer. Nay, let thy slumbers be themselves experiences in piety; for it is only natural that our sleeping dreams should be for the most part echoes of the anxieties of the day. ~ Saint Basil the Great,
188:There Ego was lord upon his peacock seat
And Falsehood sat by him, his mate and queen:
The world turned to them as Heaven to Truth and God. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
189:A formless void suppressed his struggling brain,
A darkness grim and cold oppressed his flesh,
A whispered grey suggestion chilled his heart; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
190:I beg you to understand this one fact - no good comes out of the man who day and night thinks he is nobody. If a man, day and night, thinks he is miserable, low, and nothing, nothing he becomes. ~ Swami Vivekananda,
191:Night after night [before you go to sleep], you should assume the feeling of being, having and witnessing that which you seek to be, possess and see manifested." ~ Neville Goddard, (1905-1972) teacher, author, "The Complete Reader,", (2013). See:,
192:Night is not our beginning nor our end;
She is the dark Mother in whose womb we have hid
Safe from too swift a waking to world-pain. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Dream Twilight of the Ideal,
193:These pale glimmer-realms
Where dawn-sheen gambolled with the native dusk
And helped the Day to grow and Night to fail, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Kingdoms and Godheads of the Little Mind,
194:Is the day done? Give thanks to Him Who has given us the sun for our daily work, and has provided for us a fire to light up the night, and to serve the rest of the needs of life. Let night give the other occasion of prayer. ~ Saint Basil the Great,
195:At the close of the great Night...He whom the spirit alone can perceive, who escapes from the organs of sense, who is without visible parts, Eternal, the soul of all existences, whom none can comprehend, outspread His own splendours. ~ Laws of Manu,
196:Longing is the means of realizing Ātman. A man must strive to attain God with all his body, with all his mind, and with all his speech. By thinking day and night of God one acquires the nature of God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
197:Night was a chrysoprase on velvet cloth,
A nestling darkness or a moonlit deep; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Joy of Union; the Ordeal of the Foreknowledge of Death and the Heart's Grief and Pain,
198:The worlds are built by its unconscious Breath
And Matter and Mind are its figures or its powers,
Our waking thoughts the output of its dreams. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
199:Thick and persistent the night confronts all his luminous longings;
Dire death's sickle mows like a harvest his hosts and his throngings. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Vain, they have Said,
200:One endless watches the inconscient scene
Where all things perish, as the foam the stars.
The One lives for ever. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
201:You must work constantly, day and night devote your whole energy, and let the results remain in the hands of the Lord. Let every action of your daily life be a free offering to the world. Let us all work for others and die for others, ~ SWAMI ABHEDANANDA,
202:I know that knowledge is a vast embrace:
I know that every being is myself,
In every heart is hidden the myriad One. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
203:The gradual inward progress is mostly silent and unseen, like the quiet unfolding of a bud into a flower in the hours of the night. Therefore, do not be dejected. Do not depress yourself with the idea that you are not progressing. ~ Swami Sivananda Saraswati,
204:The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens to that primeval cosmic night that was soul long before there was conscious ego and will be soul far beyond what a conscious ego could ever reach. ~ Carl Jung,
205:I have laboured and suffered in Matter's night
To bring the fire to man;
But the hate of hell and human spite
Are my meed since the world began. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, A God's Labour,
206:In the black night the wrath of storm swept by,
The thunder crashed above her, the rain hissed,
Its million footsteps pattered on the roof. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Parable of the Search for the Soul,
207:Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the day. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi,
208:I made the worlds my net, each joy a mesh.
A Hunger amorous of its suffering prey,
Life that devours, my image see in things. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
209:Half-seen in clouds appeared a sombre face;
Night's dusk tiara was his matted hair,
The ashes of the pyre his forehead's sign. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
210:He will go from doubt to certitude, from the night of error to the light of the Guidance; he will see with the eye of knowledge and begin to converse in secret with the Well-beloved. ~ Baha-ullah : The Seven Valleys, the Eternal Wisdom
211:Non-Being's night could never have been saved
If Being had not plunged into the dark
Carrying with it its triple mystic cross. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, 02.04
212:The book of psalms is the voice of complete assent, the joy of freedom, a cry of happiness, the echo of gladness. It soothes the temper, distracts from care, lightens the burden of sorrow. It is a source of security at night, a lesson in wisdom by day. ~ Saint Ambrose,
213:We cling to things, people, beliefs, and behaviors not because we love them, but because we are terrified of losing them." ~ Gerald G. May, (1940-2005) "The Dark Night of the Soul: A Psychiatrist Explores the Connection Between Darkness and Spiritual Growth,", (2005).,
214:In booths of sin and night-repairs of vice
Styled infamies of the body's concupiscence
And sordid imaginations etched in flesh,
Turned lust into a decorative art. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
215:How can that which is invisible reveal itself in the night? By the fact that He gives the soul some sense of His presence, even while He eludes her clear apprehension, concealed as He is by the invisibility of His nature. ~ Saint Gregory of Nyssa, On the Song of Songs XI,
216:The radiant world of the everlasting Truth
Glimmered like a faint star bordering the night
Above the golden Overmind's shimmering ridge. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Yoga of the King, The Yoga of the Soul's Release,
217:So the divine light of contemplation, when it beats on the soul, not yet perfectly enlightened, causes spiritual darkness, because it not only surpasses its strength, but because it blinds it and deprives it of its natural perceptions… ~ John of the Cross, Dark Night II.v,
218:Facing wine, I missed night coming on and falling blossoms filling my robe. Drunk, I rise and wade the midstream moon, birds soon gone, and people scarcer still." ~ Li Bai, (aka Li Po, 701-762), Chinese poet, acclaimed from his own day to the present as a genius, Wikipedia.,
219:When you were immersed in the water it was like night for you and you could not see, but when you rose again it was like coming into broad daylight. In the same instant you died and were born again; the saving water was both your tomb and your mother. ~ Jerusalem Catecheses,
220:A new aesthesis of Inferno's art
That trained the mind to love what the soul hates,
Imposed allegiance on the quivering nerves
And forced the unwilling body to vibrate. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
221:We have thousands of opportunities every day to be grateful: for having good weather, to have slept well last night, to be able to get up, to be healthy, to have enough to eat. ... There's opportunity upon opportunity to be grateful; that's what life is." ~ David Steindl-Rast,
222:The dawn intimates that the night is over; it does not yet proclaim the full light of day…Are not all of us who follow the truth in this life daybreak and dawn? We do some things which already belong to the light but are not free from the remnants of darkness ~ Gregory the Great,
223:As our Saviour spent three days and three nights in the depths of the earth, so your first rising from the water represented the first day and your first immersion represented the first night. At night a man cannot see, but in the day he walks in the light. ~ Jerusalem Catecheses,
224:As the hart panteth after the fountains of water, so my soul panteth after Thee, O God! when shall I come and appear before the face of God? My tears have been my bread day and night, while they say to me daily: Where is thy God?" ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Psalms, xli, 2 - 4; Douay,
225:Then a sound pealed through that dead monstrous realm:
Vast like the surge in a tired swimmer's ears,
Clamouring, a fatal iron-hearted roar, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
226:You see many stars in the sky at night, but not when the sun rises. Can you therefore say that there are no stars in the heavens during the day? Because you cannot find God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
227:In the smothering stress of this stupendous Nought
Mind could not think, breath could not breathe, the soul
Could not remember or feel itself. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
228:Mental activity in the daytime creates a latent form of habitual thought which again transforms itself at night into various delusory visions sensed by the semi-consciousness. This is called the deceptive and magic-like Bardo of Dream. ~ Jetsun Milarepa,
229:Courage their armour, faith their sword, they must walk,
The hand ready to smite, the eye to scout,
Casting a javelin regard in front,
Heroes and soldiers of the army of Light. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
230:It was the hour before the Gods awake.
   Across the path of the divine Event
   The huge foreboding mind of Night, alone
   In her unlit temple of eternity,
   Lay stretched immobile upon Silence marge.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, 01.01,
231:The day-bringer must walk in darkest night.
He who would save the world must share its pain.
If he knows not grief, how shall he find grief's cure? ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, Nirvana and the Discovery of the All-Negating Absolute,
232:Too lazy to be ambitious, I let the world take care of itself. Ten days' worth of rice in my bag; a bundle of twigs by the fireplace. Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment? Listening to the night rain on my roof, I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out." ~ Taigu Ryokan,
233:He who now stares at the world with ignorant eyes
Hardly from the Inconscient's night aroused,
That look at images and not at Truth,
Can fill those orbs with an immortal's sight. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Call to the Quest,
Aloof, its influence entered everywhere
And left a cloven hoof-mark on the breast;
A twisted heart and a strange sombre smile
Mocked at the sinister comedy of life. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
235:Just cry for one night, saying: 'O Lord, I am a fool, without any intelligence. I do not know anything. I do not understand anything. You show me everything. You please give me understanding. You appear before me.' One such earnest prayer will change things overnight ~ Swami Akhandananda,
The radiant world of the everlasting Truth
Glimmered like a faint star bordering the night
Above the golden Overmind's shimmering ridge. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Yoga of the King, The Yoga of the Soul's Release,
237:You see many stars in the sky at night, but not when the sun rises. Can you therefore say that there are no stars in the heavens during the day? O man, because you cannot find God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
238:A last high world was seen where all worlds meet;
In its summit gleam where Night is not nor Sleep,
The light began of the Trinity supreme. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Yoga of the King, The Yoga of the Spirit's Freedom and Greatness,
239:· Apr 23, 202 ~ "The heavenly sacrifice, instituted by Christ, is the most gracious legacy of his new covenant. The night he was delivered up to be crucified, he left us this gift as a pledge of his abiding presence. This sacrifice is our sustenance on life's journey." -St. Gaudentius of Brescia,
240:Last night, we (you and I and some others) were together for quite a long time in the permanent dwelling-place of Sri Aurobindo which exists in the subtle physical (what Sri Aurobindo called the true physical).
   1 February 1963 ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother I, [T1],
241:At the close of the great Night...He whom the spirit alone can perceive, who escapes from the organs of sense, who is without visible parts, Eternal, the soul of all existences, whom none can comprehend, outspread His own splendours. ~ Laws of Manu, the Eternal Wisdom
242:Yet his advance,
Attempt of a divinity within,
    A consciousness in the inconscient Night,
    To realise its own supernal Light,
Confronts the ruthless forces of the Unseen. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Man the Thinking Animal,
243:Each of the four living creatures had six wings and was covered with eyes all around, even under its wings. Day and night they never stop saying: "'Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty,' who was, and is, and is to come." ~ Anonymous, The Bible, Revelation, 4:8,
244:How shall they prosper who haste after auguries, oracles, whispers,
Dreams that walk in the night and voices obscure of the silence?
Touches are these from the gods that bewilder the brain to its ruin. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Ilion,
245:You see many stars in the sky at night, but not when the sun rises. Can you therefore say that there are no stars in the heavens during the day? Because you cannot find God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God. ~ Sri Ramakrishna, Sayings of Ramakrishna,
246:Giant's Wine
Gifts I can give to soothe thy wounded life.
The pacts which transient beings make with fate,
And the wayside sweetness earth-bound hearts would pluck, ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
247:I bow not to thee, O huge mask of death,
Black lie of night to the cowed soul of man,
Unreal, inescapable end of things,
Thou grim jest played with the immortal spirit. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
248:Mind is the leader of the body and life,
Mind the thought-driven chariot of the soul
Carrying the luminous wanderer in the night
To vistas of a far uncertain dawn. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Eternal Day, The Soul's Choice and the Supreme Consummation,
249:His mind is a hunter upon tracks unknown;
Amusing Time with vain discovery,
He deepens with thought the mystery of his fate
And turns to song his laughter and his tears. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
250:Near to the quiet truth of things we stand
In this grey moment. Neither happy light
Nor joyful sound deceives the listening heart,
Nor Night inarms, the Mother brooding vast,
To comfort us with sleep. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Chitrangada,
251:Thus was the dire antagonist Energy born
Who mimes the eternal Mother's mighty shape
And mocks her luminous infinity
With a grey distorted silhouette in the Night. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The World of Falsehood, the Mother of Evil and the Sons of Darkness,
252:Nude, unashamed, exulting she upraised.
Her evil face of perilous beauty and charm.
And, drawing panic to a shuddering kiss.
Twixt the magnificence of her fatal breasts.
Allured to their abyss the spirit's f ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
253:My Force is Nature that creates and slays
The hearts that hope, the limbs that long to live.
I have made man her instrument and slave,
His body I made my banquet, his life my food. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
254:Dawn in her journey eternal compelling the labour of mortals,
Dawn the beginner of things with the night for their rest or their ending,
Pallid and bright-lipped arrived from the mists and the chill of the Euxine.
Earth in the dawn-fire delivered fr ~ Sri Aurobindo, The Future Poetry, Ilion,
255:Serpentine in the gleam the darkness lolled,
Its black hoods jewelled with the mystic glow;
Its dull sleek folds shrank back and coiled and slid,
As though they felt all light a cruel pain ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
256:Night, splendid with the moon dreaming in heaven
In silver peace, possessed her luminous reign.
She brooded through her stillness on a thought
Deep-guarded by her mystic folds of light,
And in her bosom nursed a greater dawn. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Return to Earth,
257:When superman is born as Nature's king
His presence shall transfigure Matter's world:
He shall light up Truth's fire in Nature's night,
He shall lay upon the earth Truth's greater law; ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Eternal Day, The Soul's Choice and the Supreme Consummation,
258:Only were safe who kept God in their hearts:
   Courage their armour, faith their sword, they must walk,
   The hand ready to smite, the eye to scout,
   Casting a javelin regard in front,
   Heroes and soldiers of the army of Light.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night, [T5],
259:The Fiend was visible but cloaked in light;
He seemed a helping angel from the skies:
He armed untruth with Scripture and the Law;
He deceived with wisdom, with virtue slew the soul
And led to perdition by the heavenward path. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
260:368. The Vedanta is God's lamp to lead thee out of this night of bondage and egoism; but when the light of Veda has dawned in thy soul, then even that divine lamp thou needest not, for now thou canst walk freely and surely in a high and eternal sunlight.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Essays Divine And Human, Karma, [T8],
261:Such were a dream of some sage at night when he muses in fancy,
Imaging freely a flawless world where none were afflicted,
No man inferior, all could sublimely equal and brothers
Live in a peace divine like the gods in their luminous regions. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Ilion,
262:Thou shalt meet Him everywhere, thou shalt see Him everywhere, in the place and at the hour when thou least expectest it, in waking and in sleep, on the sea, in thy travels, by day, by night, in thy speaking and in thy keeping of silence. For there is nothing that is not the image of God. ~ Hermes, the Eternal Wisdom
263:When He calls me I start a self-inspection: 'Am I fair or will my looks earn rejection? If a fine beauty leads a beast along, She's only mocking what does not belong! To see my own face can there be a way? Is my complexion now like night or day?' I searched for my soul's form in everyone, But it did not reflect in anyone. ~ Jalaluddin Rumi, The Masnavi,
264:It showed the riches of the Cave
Where, by the miser traffickers of sense
Unused, guarded beneath Night's dragon paws,
In folds of velvet darkness draped they sleep
Whose priceless value could have saved the world. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Yoga of the King, The Yoga of the Soul's Release,
265:His flute with its sweetness ensnaring
Sounds in our ears in the night and our souls of their teguments baring
Hales us out naked and absolute, out to his woodlands eternal,
Out to his moonlit dances, his dalliance sweet and supernal,
And we go st ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, Ahana,
266:Only what seemed was prized as real there:
The ideal was a cynic ridicule's butt;
Hooted by the crowd, mocked by enlightened wits,
Spiritual seeking wandered outcasted,—
A dreamer's self-deceiving web of thought
Or mad chimaera deemed or hypocri ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
267:The disciple will probably be visited at night by his Teacher, who will come in a superphysical body. [...] If he has not developed his spiritual nature by right living, right thinking and right feeling during his probation as a student, he will be unable to recognize the Master when he comes. ~ Manly P Hall, What the Ancient Wisdom Expects of Its Disciples,
268:It was a no man's land of evil air,
A crowded neighbourhood without one home,
A borderland between the world and hell.
There unreality was Nature's lord:
It was a space where nothing could be true,
For nothing was what it had claimed to be:
A h ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night
269:O may I join the choir invisible of those immortal dead who live again in minds made better by their presence; live in pulses stirred to generosity, in deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn for miserable aims that end with self, in thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, and with their mild persistence urge men's search to vaster issues. ~ George Eliot,
270:The gods who watch the earth with sleepless eyes
And guide its giant stumblings through the void,
Have given to man the burden of his mind;
In his unwilling heart they have lit their fires
And sown in it incurable unrest. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Journey in Eternal Night and the Voice of the Darkness,
271:A force demoniac lurking in man's depths
That heaves suppressed by the heart's human law,
Awed by the calm and sovereign eyes of Thought,
Can in a fire and earthquake of the soul
Arise and, calling to its native night,
Overthrow the reason, occupy the lif ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
272:We are the javelins of Destiny, we are the children of Wotan,
We are the human Titans, the supermen dreamed by the sage.
A cross of the beast and demoniac with the godhead of power and will,
We were born in humanity's sunset, to the Night is our pil ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, The Children of Wotan,
273:I walk by the chill wave through the dull slime
And still that weary journeying knows no end;
Lost is the lustrous godhead beyond Time,
There comes no voice of the celestial Friend.
And yet I know my footprints' track shall be
A pathway towards I ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, The Pilgrim of the Night,
274:Sri Aurobindo is constantly in the subtle physical, very active there. I see him almost daily, and last night I spent many hours with him.
   If you become conscious in the subtle physical you will surely meet him, it is what he called the true physical - it has nothing to do with the psychic. 21 December 1969
   ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother I, [T1],
275:It is time to put up a love-swing!
Tie the body and then tie the mind so that they
swing between the arms of the Secret One you love,
Bring the water that falls from the clouds to your eyes,
and cover yourself inside entirely with the shadow of night.
Bring your face up close to his ear,
and then talk only about what you want deeply to happen. ~ Kabir,
276:Like your bedroom, your writing room should be private, a place where you go to dream. Your schedule ~ in at about the same time every day, out when your thousand words are on paper or disk ~ exists in order to habituate yourself, to make yourself ready to dream just as you make yourself ready to sleep by going to bed at roughly the same time each night and following the same ritual as you go.,
277:A mind now clouded by the illusions of the innate darkness of life is like a tarnished mirror, but when polished, it is sure to become like a clear mirror, reflecting the essential nature of phenomena and the true aspect of reality. Arouse deep faith, and diligently polish your mirror day and night. How should you polish it? Only by chanting Nam-myoho-renge-kyo ~ Nichiren,
278:My lie has been miserable and difficult, and yet to others and sometimes to myself, it has seemed rich and wonderful. Man's life seems to me like a long, weary night that would be intolerable if there were not occasionally flashes of light, the sudden brightness of which is so comforting and wonderful, that the moments of their appearance cancel out and justify the years of darkness. ~ Hermann Hesse,
279:All the earth is no more than a great tomb and there is nothing on its surface which is not hidden in the tomb, under earth...All are hastening to bury themselves in the depths of the ocean of infinity. But be of good courage.. .The sun is cradled in darkness and the need of the night is to reveal the splendour of the stars. ~ Totaku-ko-Nozagual (Lopok. Mexico.), the Eternal Wisdom
280:There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;—
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more. ~ William Wordsworth, Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood,
281:During the dark night there is no choice but to surrender control, give in to unknowing, and stop and listen to whatever signals of wisdom might come along. It's a time of enforced retreat and perhaps unwilling withdrawal. The dark night is more than a learning experience; it's a profound initiation into a realm that nothing in the culture, so preoccupied with external concerns and material success, prepares you for. ~ Thomas Moore,
282:In both writing and sleeping, we learn to be physically still at the same time we are encouraging our minds to unlock from the humdrum rational thinking of our daytime lives. And as your mind and body grow accustomed to a certain amount of sleep each night ~ six hours, seven, maybe the recommended eight ~ so can you train your waking mind to sleep creatively and work out the vividly imagined waking dreams which are successful works of fiction.,
283:MASTER (to Atul): "What is worrying you? Is it that you haven't that grit, that intense restlessness for God?"
ATUL: "How can we keep our minds on God?"
MASTER: "Abhyasayoga, the yoga of practice. You should practise calling on God every day. It is not possible to succeed in one day; through daily prayer you will come to long for God.
"How can you feel that restlessness if you are immersed in worldliness day and night?" ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
284:Further Reading:
Nightside of Eden - Kenneth Grant
Shamanic Voices - Joan Halifax
The Great Mother - Neumann
Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas - Hunter S. Thompson
Cities of the Red Night - William S. Burroughs
The Book of Pleasure - Austin Osman Spare
Thundersqueak - Angerford & Lea
The Masks of God - Joseph Campbell
An Introduction to Psychology - Hilgard, Atkinson & Atkinson
Liber Null - Pete Carroll ~ Phil Hine, Aspects of Evocation,
285:You partake of the nature of him on whom you meditate. By worshipping Siva you acquire the nature of Siva. A devotee of Rama meditated on Hanuman day and night. He used to think he had become Hanuman. In the end he was firmly convinced that he had even grown a little tail. Jnana is the characteristic of Siva, and bhakti of Vishnu. One who partakes of Siva's nature becomes a jnani, and one who partakes of Vishnu's nature becomes a bhakta. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
   Pregnant with magic will and change divine.
   The first writhings of the cosmic serpent Force
   Uncoiled from the mystic ring of Matter's trance;
   It raised its head in the warm air of life.
   It could not cast off yet Night's stiffening sleep
   Or wear as yet mind's wonder-flecks and streaks,
   Put on its jewelled hood the crown of soul
   Or stand erect in the blaze of spirit's sun.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Growth of the Flame,
287:If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps. ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno, [T6],
288:All manifest things are born from that which is unmanifest at the coming of the day, and when the night arrives they dissolve into the unmanifest; thus all this host of beings continually come into existence and they disappear at the advent of the night and are born with the approach of the day. But beyond the non-manifestation of things there is another and greater unmanifest state of being which is supreme and eternal, and when all existences perish, that does not perish. ~ Bhagavad Gita, VIII. 18, 20, the Eternal Wisdom
289:In the stillness of the night, the Goddess whispers. In the brightness of the day, dear God roars. Life pulses, mind imagines, emotions wave, thoughts wander. What are all these but the endless movements of One Taste, forever at play with its own gestures, whispering quietly to all who would listen: is this not yourself? When the thunder roars, do you not hear your Self? When the lightning cracks, do you not see your Self? When clouds float quietly across the sky, is this not your own limitless Being, waving back at you? ~ Ken Wilber, One Taste, page 279,
290:The rishis of old attained the Knowledge of Brahman. One cannot have this so long as there is the slightest trace of worldliness. How hard the rishis laboured ! Early in the morning they would go away from the hermitage, and would spend the whole day in solitude, meditating on Brahman. At night they would return to the hermitage and eat a little fruit or roots. They kept their mind aloof from the objects of sight, hearing, touch, and other things of a worldly nature. Only thus did they realize Brahman as their own inner conciousness. ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
NIGHT after night within the grove
The night wind spares the sacred fire -­
The breath made visible of love,
Of worship and desire.
I set the tripod at thy shrine;
The silver bowl, the amber flame,
And in the dark where no stars shine
I speak thy name.
By the high name I call on thee
Which only I, thy priestess, know.
I tread thy dance in ecstasy,
Sweet steps and slow.
O God, the hour has come. Appear!
I have performed the appointed rite -­
The dance, the fire; I long to hear
Wings in the night.
~ Alice Duer Miller,
292:There in the Heart, where the couple finally unite, the entire game is undone, the nightmare of evolution, and you are exactly where you were prior to the beginning of the whole show. With a sudden shock of the entirely obvious, you recognize your own Original Face, the face you had prior to the Big Bang, the face of utter Emptiness that smiles as all creation and sings as the entire Kosmos - and it is all undone in that primal glance, and all that is left is the smile, and the reflection of the moon on a quiet pond, late on a crystal clear night. ~ Ken Wilber, A Brief History of Everything, p. 43,
293:Love Is Not All
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well may be. I do not think I would.
~ Edna St. Vincent Millay,
294:The truth is that Tolstoy, with his immense genius, with his colossal faith, with his vast fearlessness and vast knowledge of life, is deficient in one faculty and one faculty alone. He is not a mystic; and therefore he has a tendency to go mad. Men talk of the extravagances and frenzies that have been produced by mysticism; they are a mere drop in the bucket. In the main, and from the beginning of time, mysticism has kept men sane. The thing that has driven them mad was logic. ...The only thing that has kept the race of men from the mad extremes of the convent and the pirate-galley, the night-club and the lethal chamber, has been mysticism - the belief that logic is misleading, and that things are not what they seem. ~ G K Chesterton, Tolstoy,
295:A year here and he still dreamed of cyberspace, hope fading nightly. All the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken and the corners he'd cut in Night City, and still he'd see the matrix in his sleep, bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colorless void.... The Sprawl was a long strange way home over the Pacific now, and he was no console man, no cyberspace cowboy. Just another hustler, trying to make it through. But the dreams came on in the Japanese night like live wire voodoo and he'd cry for it, cry in his sleep, and wake alone in the dark, curled in his capsule in some coffin hotel, his hands clawed into the bedslab, temper foam bunched between his fingers, trying to reach the console that wasn't there. ~ William Gibson, Neuromancer,
296:A union of the Real with the unique,
A gaze of the Alone from every face,
The Presence of the Eternal in the hours
Widening the mortal mind’s half-look on things,
Bridging the gap between man’s force and Fate
Made whole the fragment-being we are here. (7.15)

A firm spiritual poise,
A constant lodging in the Eternal's realm,
A safety in the Silence and the Ray,
A settlement in the Immutable. (7.16)

His heights of being lived in the still Self;
His mind could rest on a supernal ground
And look down on the magic and the play
Where the God-child lies on the lap of Night and Dawn
And the Everlasting puts on Time’s disguise. (7.17)
~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, 1:3, || 7.15 - 7.17 ||,
297:The up and down movement which you speak of is common to all ways of Yoga. It is there in the path of bhakti, but there are equally alternations of states of light and states of darkness, sometimes sheer and prolonged darkness, when one follows the path of knowledge. Those who have occult experiences come to periods when all experiences cease and even seem finished for ever. Even when there have been many and permanent realisations, these seem to go behind the veil and leave nothing in front except a dull blank, filled, if at all, only with recurrent attacks and difficulties. These alternations are the result of the nature of human consciousness and are not a proof of unfitness or of predestined failure. One has to be prepared for them and pass through. They are the day and night of the Vedic mystics.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Letters On Yoga - II,
298:But it was enough if, in my own bed, my sleep was deep and allowed my mind to relax entirely; then it would let go of the map of the place where I had fallen asleep and, when I woke in the middle of the night, since I did not know where I was, I did not even understand in the first moment who I was; all I had, in its original simplicity, was the sense of existence as it may quiver in the depths of an animal; I was more bereft than a caveman; but then the memory - not yet of the place where I was, but of several of those where I had lived and where I might have been - would come to me like help from on high to pull me out of the void from which I could not have got out on my own; I passed over centuries of civilization in one second, and the image confusedly glimpsed of oil lamps, then of wing-collar shirts, gradually recomposed my self's original features. ~ Marcel Proust,
299:God doesn't easily appear in the heart of a man who feels himself to be his own master. But God can be seen the moment His grace descends. He is the Sun of Knowledge. One single ray of His has illumined the world with the light of knowledge. That is how we are able to see one another and acquire varied knowledge. One can see God only if He turns His light toward His own face.

The police sergeant goes his rounds in the dark of night with a lantern in his hand. No one sees his face; but with the help of that light the sergeant sees everybody's face, and others, too, can see one another. If you want to see the sergeant, however, you must pray to him: 'Sir, please turn the light on your own face. Let me see you.' In the same way one must pray to God: 'O Lord, be gracious and turn the light of knowledge on Thyself, that I may see Thy face.' ~ Sri Ramakrishna,
300:When I began to lose my sight, the last color I saw, or the last color, rather, that stood out, because of course now I know that your coat is not the same color as this table or of the woodwork behind you~the last color to stand out was yellow because it is the most vivid of colors. That's why you have the Yellow Cab Company in the United States. At first they thought of making the cars scarlet. Then somebody found out that at night or when there was a fog that yellow stood out in a more vivid way than scarlet. So you have yellow cabs because anybody can pick them out. Now when I began to lose my eyesight, when the world began to fade away from me, there was a time among my friends… well they made, they poked fun at me because I was always wearing yellow neckties. Then they thought I really liked yellow, although it really was too glaring. I said, 'Yes, to you, but not to me, because it is the only color I can see, practically!' I live in a gray world, rather like the silver-screen world. But yellow stands out. ~ Jorge Luis Borges,
301: So then, let's suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and that you could, for example, have the power within one night to dream 75 years of time, or any length of time you wanted to have.

And you would, naturally, as you began on this adventure of dreams, you would fulfill all your wishes. You would have every kind of pleasure you could conceive. And after several nights of 75 years of total pleasure each you would say "Well that was pretty great. But now let's have a surprise, let's have a dream which isn't under control, where something is gonna happen to me that I don't know what it's gonna be."

And you would dig that and would come out of that and you would say "Wow that was a close shave, wasn't it?". Then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further- and further-out gambles what you would dream. And finally, you would dream where you are now. You would dream the dream of living the life that you are actually living today. ~ Alan Watts, The Dream of Life,
302:15. The Crossing of the Return Threshold:The returning hero, to complete his adventure, must survive the impact of the world. Many failures attest to the difficulties of this life-affirmative threshold. The first problem of the returning hero is to accept as real, after an experience of the soul-satisfying vision of fulfillment, the passing joys and sorrows, banalities and noisy obscenities of life. Why re-enter such a world? Why attempt to make plausible, or even interesting, to men and women consumed with passion, the experience of transcendental bliss? As dreams that were momentous by night may seem simply silly in the light of day, so the poet and the prophet can discover themselves playing the idiot before a jury of sober eyes. The easy thing is to commit the whole community to the devil and retire again into the heavenly rock dwelling, close the door, and make it fast. But if some spiritual obstetrician has drawn the shimenawa across the retreat, then the work of representing eternity in time, and perceiving in time eternity, cannot be avoided" The hero returns to the world of common day and must accept it as real. ~ Joseph Campbell,
Defeat, my Defeat, my solitude and my aloofness;
You are dearer to me than a thousand triumphs,
And sweeter to my heart than all world-glory.
Defeat, my Defeat, my self-knowledge and my defiance,
Through you I know that I am yet young and swift of foot
And not to be trapped by withering laurels.
And in you I have found aloneness
And the joy of being shunned and scorned.
Defeat, my Defeat, my shining sword and shield,
In your eyes I have read
That to be enthroned is to be enslaved,
And to be understood is to be leveled down,
And to be grasped is but to reach one's fullness
And like a ripe fruit to fall and be consumed.
Defeat, my Defeat, my bold companion,
You shall hear my songs and my cries and my silences,
And none but you shall speak to me of the beating of wings,
And urging of seas,
And of mountains that burn in the night,
And you alone shall climb my steep and rocky soul.
Defeat, my Defeat, my deathless courage,
You and I shall laugh together with the storm,
And together we shall dig graves for all that die in us,
And we shall stand in the sun with a will,
And we shall be dangerous. ~ Kahlil Gibran,
304:A Community of the Spirit

There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Open your hands if you want to be held.

Consider what you have been doing.
Why do you stay
with such a mean-spirited and dangerous partner?

For the security of having food. Admit it.
Here is a better arrangement.
Give up this life, and get a hundred new lives.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf,
and feel the shepherd's love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Do not take painkillers.

Tonight, no consolations.
And do not eat.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover's mouth in yours.

You moan, But she left me. He left me.
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought.

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and down
in always widening rings of being.
~ Jalaluddin Rumi,
305:I've never been lonely. I've been in a room ~ I've felt suicidal. I've been depressed. I've felt awful ~ awful beyond all ~ but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me...or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I've never been bothered with because I've always had this terrible itch for solitude. It's being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I'll quote Ibsen, The strongest men are the most alone. I've never thought, Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I'll feel good. No, that won't help. You know the typical crowd, Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there? Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn't want to hide in factories. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have. Let's drink more wine! ~ Charles Bukowski,
306:To See a World...

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

A Robin Redbreast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill'd with doves and pigeons
Shudders Hell thro' all its regions.
A Dog starv'd at his Master's Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus'd upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fiber from the Brain does tear.

He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar.
The Beggar's Dog and Widow's Cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The Gnat that sings his Summer song
Poison gets from Slander's tongue.
The poison of the Snake and Newt
Is the sweat of Envy's Foot.

A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for Joy and Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro' the World we safely go.

Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight.
Some are Born to sweet delight,
Some are Born to Endless Night. ~ William Blake, Auguries of Innocence,
307:When one goes out of the body, one must try to rush towards you I think everybody does that, dont they?

Not one in a hundred!

If you did that, very interesting things would happen to you. I knew someone in France who used to come to me every evening in order that I might show him some unknown region and take him for a ramble in the vital or mental world, and actually I used to take him there. At times there were others also, at times this person was alone. I showed him how to go out of the body, how to get back into it, how to keep the consciousness, etc., I showed him many places telling him There you must take this precaution, here you must do such and such a thing. And this continued for a long time.

I do not mean that no one among you comes to me in the night, but there are very few who do it consciously. Generally (you will tell me if I am wrong, but that is my impression), when you go to sleep and have decided to remember me before going to sleep, it is rather a call than a will to rush to me, as you say. You are there on your bed, you want to rest, to have a good sleep, remain in a good consciousness; then you call me rather than have the idea of going out of the body and coming to see me. ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1950-1951, 1951-02-19,
   Sweet Mother, Is it possible to have control over oneself during sleep? For example, if I want to see you in my dreams, can I do it at will?

Control during sleep is entirely possible and it is progressive if you persist in the effort. You begin by remembering your dreams, then gradually you remain more and more conscious during your sleep, and not only can you control your dreams but you can guide and organise your activities during sleep.

   If you persist in your will and your effort, you are sure to learn how to come and find me at night during your sleep and afterwards to remember what has happened.

   For this, two things are necessary, which you must develop by aspiration and by calm and persistent effort.

   (1) Concentrate your thought on the will to come and find me; then pursue this thought, first by an effort of imagination, afterwards in a tangible and increasingly real way, until you are in my presence.

   (2) Establish a sort of bridge between the waking and the sleeping consciousness, so that when you wake up you remember what has happened.

It may be that you succeed immediately, but more often it takes a certain time and you must persist in the effort. 25 September 1959

   ~ The Mother, Some Answers From The Mother, 226,
   Sweet Mother, Just as there is a methodical progression of exercises for mental and physical education, isn't there a similar method to progress towards Sri Aurobindo's yoga?
It should vary with each individual.
Could you make a step-by-step programme for me to follow daily?

The mechanical regularity of a fixed programme is indispensable for physical, mental and vital development; but this mechanical rigidity has little or no effect on spiritual development where the spontaneity of an absolute sincerity is indispensable. Sri Aurobindo has written very clearly on this subject. And what he has written on it has appeared in The Synthesis Of Yoga.
   However, as an initial help to set you on the path, I can tell you: (1) that on getting up, before starting the day, it is good to make an offering of this day to the Divine, an offering of all that one thinks, all that one is, all that one will do; (2) and at night, before going to sleep, it is good to review the day, taking note of all the times one has forgotten or neglected to make an offering of one's self or one's action, and to aspire or pray that these lapses do not recur. This is a minimum, a very small beginning - and it should increase with the sincerity of your consecration. 31 March 1965
   ~ The Mother, Some Answers From The Mother, [T1],
310:But before entering into the details of I. A. O. as a magical formula it should be remarked that it is essentially the formula of Yoga or meditation; in fact, of elementary mysticism in all its branches. In beginning a meditation practice, there is always a quiet pleasure, a gentle natural growth; one takes a lively interest in the work; it seems easy; one is quite pleased to have started. This stage represents Isis. Sooner or later it is succeeded by depression-the Dark Night of the Soul, an infinite weariness and detestation of the work. The simplest and easiest acts become almost impossible to perform. Such impotence fills the mind with apprehension and despair. The intensity of this loathing can hardly be understood by any person who has not experienced it. This is the period of Apophis.
   It is followed by the arising not of Isis, but of Osiris. The ancient condition is not restored, but a new and superior condition is created, a condition only rendered possible by the process of death. The Alchemists themselves taught this same truth. The first matter of the work was base and primitive, though 'natural.' After passing through various stages the 'black dragon' appeared; but from this arose the pure and perfect gold
   ~ Aleister Crowley, Liber ABA, Book 4, Magick, Part 3, The Formula of I. A. O. [158-159],
311:Many are God's forms by which he grows in man;
   They stamp his thoughts and deeds with divinity,
   Uplift the stature of the human clay
   Or slowly transmute it into heavens gold.
   He is the Good for which men fight and die,
   He is the war of Right with Titan wrong;
   He is Freedom rising deathless from her pyre;
   He is Valour guarding still the desperate pass
   Or lone and erect on the shattered barricade
   Or a sentinel in the dangerous echoing Night.
   He is the crown of the martyr burned in flame
   And the glad resignation of the saint
   And courage indifferent to the wounds of Time
   And the heros might wrestling with death and fate.
   He is Wisdom incarnate on a glorious throne
   And the calm autocracy of the sages rule.
   He is the high and solitary Thought
   Aloof above the ignorant multitude:
   He is the prophets voice, the sight of the seer.
   He is Beauty, nectar of the passionate soul,
   He is the Truth by which the spirit lives.
   He is the riches of the spiritual Vast
   Poured out in healing streams on indigent Life;
   He is Eternity lured from hour to hour,
   He is infinity in a little space:
   He is immortality in the arms of death.
   These powers I am and at my call they come.
   Thus slowly I lift mans soul nearer the Light.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, 07.04 - The Triple Soul-Forces,
312:When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth......
   But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.>p>Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
   But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. ~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet,
   Mother, in your symbol the twelve petals signify the twelve inner planes, don't they?

It signifies anything one wants, you see. Twelve: that's the number of Aditi, of Mahashakti. So it applies to everything; all her action has twelve aspects. There are also her twelve virtues, her twelve powers, her twelve aspects, and then her twelve planes of manifestation and many other things that are twelve; and the symbol, the number twelve is in itself a symbol. It is the symbol of manifestation, double perfection, in essence and in manifestation, in the creation.

   What are the twelve aspects, Sweet Mother?

Ah, my child, I have described this somewhere, but I don't remember now. For it is always a choice, you see; according to what one wants to say, one can choose these twelve aspects or twelve others, or give them different names. The same aspect can be named in different ways. This does not have the fixity of a mental theory. (Silence)
   According to the angle from which one sees the creation, one day I may describe twelve aspects to you; and then another day, because I have shifted my centre of observation, I may describe twelve others, and they will be equally true.
   (To Vishwanath) Is it the wind that's producing this storm? It is very good for a dramatic stage-effect.... The traitor is approaching in the night... yes? We are waiting for some terrible deed....
   ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1954, 395,
314:When I was a child of about thirteen, for nearly a year every night as soon as I had gone to bed it seemed to me that I went out of my body and rose straight up above the house, then above the city, very high above. Then I used to see myself clad in a magnificent golden robe, much longer than myself; and as I rose higher, the robe would stretch, spreading out in a circle around me to form a kind of immense roof over the city. Then I would see men, women, children, old men, the sick, the unfortunate coming out from every side; they would gather under the outspread robe, begging for help, telling of their miseries, their suffering, their hardships. In reply, the robe, supple and alive, would extend towards each one of them individually, and as soon as they had touched it, they were comforted or healed, and went back into their bodies happier and stronger than they had come out of them. Nothing seemed more beautiful to me, nothing could make me happier; and all the activities of the day seemed dull and colourless and without any real life, beside this activity of the night which was the true life for me. Often while I was rising up in this way, I used to see at my left an old man, silent and still, who looked at me with kindly affection and encouraged me by his presence. This old man, dressed in a long dark purple robe, was the personification-as I came to know later-of him who is called the Man of Sorrows. ~ The Mother, Prayers And Meditations,
315:Life clung to its seat with cords of gasping breath;
   Lapped was his body by a tenebrous tongue.
   Existence smothered travailed to survive;
   Hope strangled perished in his empty soul,
   Belief and memory abolished died
   And all that helps the spirit in its course.
   There crawled through every tense and aching nerve
   Leaving behind its poignant quaking trail
   A nameless and unutterable fear.
   As a sea nears a victim bound and still,
   The approach alarmed his mind for ever dumb
   Of an implacable eternity
   Of pain inhuman and intolerable.
   This he must bear, his hope of heaven estranged;
   He must ever exist without extinction's peace
   In a slow suffering Time and tortured Space,
   An anguished nothingness his endless state.
   A lifeless vacancy was now his breast,
   And in the place where once was luminous thought,
   Only remained like a pale motionless ghost
   An incapacity for faith and hope
   And the dread conviction of a vanquished soul
   Immortal still but with its godhead lost,
   Self lost and God and touch of happier worlds.
   But he endured, stilled the vain terror, bore
   The smothering coils of agony and affright;
   Then peace returned and the soul's sovereign gaze.
   To the blank horror a calm Light replied:
   Immutable, undying and unborn,
   Mighty and mute the Godhead in him woke
   And faced the pain and danger of the world.
   He mastered the tides of Nature with a look:
   He met with his bare spirit naked Hell.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Descent into Night,
316:The Quest
A part, immutable, unseen,
Being, before itself had been,
Became. Like dew a triple queen
Shone as the void uncovered:
The silence of deep height was drawn
A veil across the silver dawn
On holy wings that hovered.
The music of three thoughts became
The beauty, that is one white flame,
The justice that surpasses shame,
The victory, the splendour,
The sacred fountain that is whirled
From depths beyond that older world
A new world to engender.
The kingdom is extended. Night
Dwells, and I contemplate the sight
That is not seeing, but the light
That secretly is kindled,
Though oft-time its most holy fire
Lacks oil, whene'er my own Desire
Before desire has dwindled.
I see the thin web binding me
With thirteen cords of unity
Toward the calm centre of the sea.
(O thou supernal mother!)
The triple light my path divides
To twain and fifty sudden sides
Each perfect as each other.
Now backwards, inwards still my mind
Must track the intangible and blind,
And seeking, shall securely find
Hidden in secret places
Fresh feasts for every soul that strives,
New life for many mystic lives,
And strange new forms and faces.
My mind still searches, and attains
By many days and many pains
To That which Is and Was and reigns
Shadowed in four and ten;
And loses self in sacred lands,
And cries and quickens, and understands
Beyond the first Amen.
~ Aleister Crowley,
317:The hours spent in meditation is no proof of spiritual progress. It is proof of your progress when you no longer have to make an effort to meditate. Then you have rather to make an effort to stop meditating: it becomes difficult to stop meditation, difficult to stop thinking of the Divine, difficult to come down to the ordinary consciousness. Then you are sure of progress, then you have made real progress when concentrating on the Divine is the necessity of your life, when you cannot do without it, when it continues naturally from morning to night whatever you may be engaged in doing. Whether you sit down to meditation or go about and do things and work, what is required of you is consciousness; that is the one need - to be constantly conscious of the Divine.
But is not sitting down to meditation an indispensable discipline, and does it not give a more intense and concentrated union with the Divine?
That may be. But a discipline in itself is not what we are seeking. What we are seeking is to be concentrated on the Divine in all that we do, at all times, in all our acts and in every movement. There are some here who have been told to meditate; but also there are others who have not been asked to do any meditation at all. But it must not be thought that they are not progressing. They too follow a discipline, but it is of another nature. To work, to act with devotion and an inner consecration is also a spiritual discipline. The final aim is to be in constant union with the Divine, not only in meditation but in all circumstances and in all the active life. ~ The Mother,
318:[4:131] A human being is a material system which time, a form of energy, enters. Probably time enters him also as noos-Mind. Time, the future, contains in it all the events which are going to occur. Therefore when time enters a person as energy, and acting as noos to him, it brings with it in potentium all that will happen to him, like a window shade unrolling to display an unfolding pattern. Events in the future pop into being, into actualization, the present, but until they do, they are not truly real-not yet actualized-but there in an encoded form, like the grooves of an LP before the needle reaches it; the only "music" is where the needle touches-ahead lies only an encoded wiggle along a helical spiral. Thus, dreams deal with the future lying direct ahead, as during the night, the next series of encoded future events begin to move toward actualization: i.e., the present. What is hard to realize is that in a certain very real way these events are inside the person, within his head, so to speak; but only in their potential, encoded form; the arena in which they are actualized is that of space; time, in the present, flows out to fill space-i.e., the spatial universe. This is why we experience déjà vu. We have somehow caught a glimpse now and then of the script unrolling in our head-caught a glimpse in advance, so we feel "I know exactly what I'm going to say next, and what gestures he'll make," etc. Sure; they're encoded-encased, waiting-in time, and time, being energy, has entered you; is burning bright inside, like Blake's tyger. Tyger, tyger, burning bright In the forests of the night. . . . Who framed thy awful symmetry?
   ~ Philip K Dick, Exegesis Of Philip K Dick,
   Changing the Karmic Traces
   Throughout the day, continuously remain in the awareness that all experience is a dream. Encounter all things as objects in a dream, all events as events in a dream, all people as people in a dream.
   Envision your own body as a transparent illusory body. Imagine you are in a lucid dream during the entire day. Do not allow these reminders to be merely empty repetition. Each time you tell yourself, "This is a dream," actually become more lucid. Involve your body and your senses in becoming more present.

   Removing Grasping and Aversion
   Encounter all things that create desire and attachment as the illusory empty, luminous phenomena of a dream. Recognize your reactions to phenomena as a dream; all emotions, judgments, and preferences are being dreamt up. You can be certain that you are doing this correctly if immediately upon remembering that your reaction is a dream, desire and attachment lessen.

   Strengthening Intention
   Before going to sleep, review the day and reflect on how the practice has been. Let memories of the day arise and recognize them as memories of dream. Develop a strong intention to be aware in the coming night's dreams. Put your whole heart into this intention and pray strongly for success.

   Cultivating Memory and joyful Effort
   Begin the day with the strong intention to maintain the practice. Review the night, developing happiness if you remembered or were lucid in your dreams. Recommit yourself to the practice, with the intention to become lucid if you were not, and to further develop lucidity if you were. At any time during the day or evening it is good to pray for success in practice. Generate as strong an intention as possible. This is the key to the practice, ~ Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Yogas Of Dream And Sleep,
320:It doesnt interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your hearts longing. It doesnt interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It doesnt interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by lifes betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. It doesnt interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithlessand therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when its not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, Yes! It doesnt interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesnt interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesnt interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
   ~ Oriah Mountain Dreamer,
321:There I waited day and night for the voice of God within me, to know what He had to say to me, to learn what I had to do. In this seclusion the earliest realisation, the first lesson came to me. I remembered then that a month or more before my arrest, a call had come to me to put aside all activity, to go in seclusion and to look into myself, so that I might enter into closer communion with Him. I was weak and could not accept the call. My work was very dear to me and in the pride of my heart I thought that unless I was there, it would suffer or even fail and cease; therefore I would not leave it. It seemed to me that He spoke to me again and said, The bonds you had not the strength to break, I have broken for you, because it is not my will nor was it ever my intention that that should continue. I have had another thing for you to do and it is for that I have brought you here, to teach you what you could not learn for yourself and to train you for my work. Then He placed the Gita in my hands. His strength entered into me and I was able to do the sadhana of the Gita. I was not only to understand intellectually but to realise what Sri Krishna demanded of Arjuna and what He demands of those who aspire to do His work, to be free from repulsion and desire, to do work for Him without the demand for fruit, to renounce self-will and become a passive and faithful instrument in His hands, to have an equal heart for high and low, friend and opponent, success andfailure, yet not to do His work negligently. I realised what the Hindu religion meant. We speak often of the Hindureligion, of the Sanatan Dharma, but few of us really know what that religion is. Other religions are preponderatingly religions of faith and profession, but the Sanatan Dharma is life itself; it is a thing that has not so much to be believed as lived. This is the Dharma that for the salvation of humanity was cherished in the seclusion of this peninsula from of old. It is to give this religion that India is rising. She does not rise as other countries do, for self or when she is strong, to trample on the weak. She is rising to shed the eternal light entrusted to her over the world. India has always existed for humanity and not for herself and it is for humanity and not for herself that she must be great.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Karmayogin,
322:He continuously reflected on her image and attributes, day and night. His bhakti was such that he could not stop thinking of her. Eventually, he saw her everywhere and in everything. This was his path to illumination.

   He was often asked by people: what is the way to the supreme? His answer was sharp and definite: bhakti yoga. He said time and time again that bhakti yoga is the best sadhana for the Kali Yuga (Dark Age) of the present.

   His bhakti is illustrated by the following statement he made to a disciple:

   To my divine mother I prayed only for pure love.
At her lotus feet I offered a few flowers and I prayed:

   Mother! here is virtue and here is vice;
   Take them both from me.
   Grant me only love, pure love for Thee.
   Mother! here is knowledge and here is ignorance;
   Take them both from me.
   Grant me only love, pure love for Thee.
   Mother! here is purity and impurity;
   Take them both from me.
   Grant me only love, pure love for Thee.

Ramakrishna, like Kabir, was a practical man.
He said: "So long as passions are directed towards the world and its objects, they are enemies. But when they are directed towards a deity, then they become the best of friends to man, for they take him to illumination. The desire for worldly things must be changed into longing for the supreme; the anger which you feel for fellow man must be directed towards the supreme for not manifesting himself to you . . . and so on, with all other emotions. The passions cannot be eradicated, but they can be turned into new directions."

   A disciple once asked him: "How can one conquer the weaknesses within us?" He answered: "When the fruit grows out of the flower, the petals drop off themselves. So when divinity in you increases, the weaknesses of human nature will vanish of their own accord." He emphasized that the aspirant should not give up his practices. "If a single dive into the sea does not bring you a pearl, do not conclude that there are no pearls in the sea. There are countless pearls hidden in the sea.

   So if you fail to merge with the supreme during devotional practices, do not lose heart. Go on patiently with the practices, and in time you will invoke divine grace." It does not matter what form you care to worship. He said: "Many are the names of the supreme and infinite are the forms through which he may be approached. In whatever name and form you choose to worship him, through that he will be realized by you." He indicated the importance of surrender on the path of bhakti when he said:

   ~ Swami Satyananda Saraswati, A Systematic Course in the Ancient Tantric Techniques of Yoga and Kriya,
   Going to sleep is a little like dying, a journey taken alone into the unknown. Ordinarily we are not troubled about sleep because we are familiar with it, but think about what it entails. We completely lose ourselves in a void for some period of time, until we arise again in a dream. When we do so, we may have a different identity and a different body. We may be in a strange place, with people we do not know, involved in baffling activities that may seem quite risky.
   Just trying to sleep in an unfamiliar place may occasion anxiety. The place may be perfectly secure and comfortable, but we do not sleep as well as we do at home in familiar surroundings. Maybe the energy of the place feels wrong. Or maybe it is only our own insecurity that disturbs us,and even in familiar places we may feel anxious while waiting for sleep to come, or be frightenedby what we dream. When we fall asleep with anxiety, our dreams are mingled with fear and tension, sleep is less restful, and the practice harder to do. So it is a good idea to create a sense of protection before we sleep and to turn our sleeping area into a sacred space.
   This is done by imagining protective dakinis all around the sleeping area. Visualize the dakinis as beautiful goddesses, enlightened female beings who are loving, green in color, and powerfully protective. They remain near as you fall asleep and throughout the night, like mothers watching over their child, or guardians surrounding a king or queen. Imagine them everywhere, guarding the doors and the windows, sitting next to you on the bed, walking in the garden or the yard, and so on, until you feel completely protected.
   Again, this practice is more than just trying to visualize something: see the dakinis with your mind but also use your imagination to feel their presence. Creating a protective, sacred environment in this way is calming and relaxing and promotes restful sleep. This is how the mystic lives: seeing the magic, changing the environment with the mind, and allowing actions, even actions of the imagination, to have significance.
   You can enhance the sense of peace in your sleeping environment by keeping objects of a sacred nature in the bedroom: peaceful, loving images, sacred and religious symbols, and other objects that direct your mind toward the path.
   The Mother Tantra tells us that as we prepare for sleep we should maintain awareness of the causes of dream, the object to focus upon, the protectors, and of ourselves. Hold these together inawareness, not as many things, but as a single environment, and this will have a great effect in dream and sleep.
   ~ Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Yogas Of Dream And Sleep,
324:Workshops, churches, and palaces were full of these fatal works of art; he had even helped with a few himself. They were deeply disappointing be­ cause they aroused the desire for the highest and did not fulfill it. They lacked the most essential thing-mystery. That was what dreams and truly great works of art had in common : mystery. Goldmund continued his thought: It is mystery I love and pursue. Several times I have seen it beginning to take shape; as an artist, I would like to capture and express it. Some day, perhaps, I'll be able to. The figure of the universal mother, the great birthgiver, for example. Unlike other fi gures, her mystery does not consist of this or that detail, of a particular voluptuousness or sparseness, coarseness or delicacy, power or gracefulness. It consists of a fusion of the greatest contrasts of the world, those that cannot otherwise be combined, that have made peace only in this figure. They live in it together: birth and death, tenderness and cruelty, life and destruction. If I only imagined this fi gure, and were she merely the play of my thoughts, it would not matter about her, I could dismiss her as a mistake and forget about her. But the universal mother is not an idea of mine; I did not think her up, I saw her! She lives inside me. I've met her again and again. She appeared to me one winter night in a village when I was asked to hold a light over the bed of a peasant woman giving birth: that's when the image came to life within me. I often lose it; for long periods it re­ mains remote; but suddenly it Hashes clear again, as it did today. The image of my own mother, whom I loved most of all, has transformed itself into this new image, and lies encased within the new one like the pit in the cherry.

   As his present situation became clear to him, Goldmund was afraid to make a decision. It was as difficult as when he had said farewell to Narcissus and to the cloister. Once more he was on an impor­ tant road : the road to his mother. Would this mother-image one day take shape, a work of his hands, and become visible to all? Perhaps that was his goal, the hidden meaning of his life. Perhaps; he didn't know. But one thing he did know : it was good to travel toward his mother, to be drawn and called by her. He felt alive. Perhaps he'd never be able to shape her image, perhaps she'd always remain a dream, an intuition, a golden shimmer, a sacred mystery. At any rate, he had to follow her and submit his fate to her. She was his star.

   And now the decision was at his fingertips; everything had become clear. Art was a beautiful thing, but it was no goddess, no goal-not for him. He was not to follow art, but only the call of his mother.

   ~ Hermann Hesse, Narcissus and Goldmund,
325:Mother of Dreams :::

Goddess supreme, Mother of Dream, by thy ivory doors when thou standest,
Who are they then that come down unto men in thy visions that troop, group upon group, down the path of the shadows slanting?
Dream after dream, they flash and they gleam with the flame of the stars still around them;
Shadows at thy side in a darkness ride where the wild fires dance, stars glow and glance and the random meteor glistens;
There are voices that cry to their kin who reply; voices sweet, at the heart they beat and ravish the soul as it listens.

What then are these lands and these golden sands and these seas more radiant than earth can imagine?
Who are those that pace by the purple waves that race to the cliff-bound floor of thy jasper shore under skies in which mystery muses,
Lapped in moonlight not of our night or plunged in sunshine that is not diurnal?
Who are they coming thy Oceans roaming with sails whose strands are not made by hands, an unearthly wind advances?
Why do they join in a mystic line with those on the sands linking hands in strange and stately dances?

Thou in the air, with a flame in thy hair, the whirl of thy wonders watching,
Holdest the night in thy ancient right, Mother divine, hyacinthine, with a girdle of beauty defended.
Sworded with fire, attracting desire, thy tenebrous kingdom thou keepest,
Starry-sweet, with the moon at thy feet, now hidden now seen the clouds between in the gloom and the drift of thy tresses.
Only to those whom thy fancy chose, O thou heart-free, is it given to see thy witchcraft and feel thy caresses.

Open the gate where thy children wait in their world of a beauty undarkened.
High-throned on a cloud, victorious, proud I have espied Maghavan ride when the armies of wind are behind him;
Food has been given for my tasting from heaven and fruit of immortal sweetness;
I have drunk wine of the kingdoms divine and have healed the change of music strange from a lyre which our hands cannot master,
Doors have swung wide in the chambers of pride where the Gods reside and the Apsaras dance in their circles faster and faster.

For thou art she whom we first can see when we pass the bounds of the mortal;
There at the gates of the heavenly states thou hast planted thy wand enchanted over the head of the Yogin waving.
From thee are the dream and the shadows that seem and the fugitive lights that delude us;
Thine is the shade in which visions are made; sped by thy hands from celestial lands come the souls that rejoice for ever.
Into thy dream-worlds we pass or look in thy magic glass, then beyond thee we climb out of Space and Time to the peak of divine endeavour. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems,
326:O Death, thou lookst on an unfinished world
Assailed by thee and of its road unsure,
Peopled by imperfect minds and ignorant lives,
And sayest God is not and all is vain.
How shall the child already be the man?
Because he is infant, shall he never grow?
Because he is ignorant, shall he never learn?
In a small fragile seed a great tree lurks,
In a tiny gene a thinking being is shut;
A little element in a little sperm,
It grows and is a conqueror and a sage.
Then wilt thou spew out, Death, God's mystic truth,
Deny the occult spiritual miracle?
Still wilt thou say there is no spirit, no God?
A mute material Nature wakes and sees;
She has invented speech, unveiled a will.
Something there waits beyond towards which she strives,
Something surrounds her into which she grows:
To uncover the spirit, to change back into God,
To exceed herself is her transcendent task.
In God concealed the world began to be,
Tardily it travels towards manifest God:
Our imperfection towards perfection toils,
The body is the chrysalis of a soul:
The infinite holds the finite in its arms,
Time travels towards revealed eternity.
A miracle structure of the eternal Mage,
Matter its mystery hides from its own eyes,
A scripture written out in cryptic signs,
An occult document of the All-Wonderful's art.
All here bears witness to his secret might,
In all we feel his presence and his power.
A blaze of his sovereign glory is the sun,
A glory is the gold and glimmering moon,
A glory is his dream of purple sky.
A march of his greatness are the wheeling stars.
His laughter of beauty breaks out in green trees,
His moments of beauty triumph in a flower;
The blue sea's chant, the rivulet's wandering voice
Are murmurs falling from the Eternal's harp.
This world is God fulfilled in outwardness.
His ways challenge our reason and our sense;
By blind brute movements of an ignorant Force,
By means we slight as small, obscure or base,
A greatness founded upon little things,
He has built a world in the unknowing Void.
His forms he has massed from infinitesimal dust;
His marvels are built from insignificant things.
If mind is crippled, life untaught and crude,
If brutal masks are there and evil acts,
They are incidents of his vast and varied plot,
His great and dangerous drama's needed steps;
He makes with these and all his passion-play,
A play and yet no play but the deep scheme
Of a transcendent Wisdom finding ways
To meet her Lord in the shadow and the Night:
Above her is the vigil of the stars;
Watched by a solitary Infinitude
She embodies in dumb Matter the Divine,
In symbol minds and lives the Absolute.
~ Sri Aurobindo, Savitri, The Debate of Love and Death,
327:The madman.-
   Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place. and cried incessantly: "I seek God! I seek God!" -As many of those who did not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. Has he got lost? asked one. Did he lose his way like a child? asked another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? emigrated? -Thus they yelled and laughed.
   The madman jumped into their midst and pierced them with his eyes. "Whither is God?" he cried; "I will tell you. We have killed him-you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward. forward. in all directions? be there still any up or down? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us? Do we not need to light lanterns in the morning? Do we hear nothing as yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we smell nothing as yet of the divine decomposition? Gods, too. decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
   "How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whoever is born after us-for the sake of this deed he will belong to a higher history than all history hitherto."
   Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his listeners; and they, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern on the ground, and it broke into pieces and went out. "I have come too early," he said then: "my time is not yet. This tremendous event is still on its way, still wandering; it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time; the light of the stars requires time; deeds, though done, still require time to be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than the most distant stars-and yet they have done it themselves... It has been related further that on the same day the madman forced his way into several churches and there struck up his reqttiem aeternam deo. Led out and called to account, he is said always to have replied nothing but: "What after all are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchers of God? ~ Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science, trans. Kaufmann,
An open reply by Dr Alok Pandey to a fellow devotee

Most of all enjoy Savitri. It is Sri Aurobindo's gift of Love to the world. Read it from the heart with love and gratitude as companions and drown in its fiery bliss. That is the true understanding rather than one that comes by a constant churning of words in the head.

Best would be to fix a time that works for you. One can always take out some time for the reading, even if it be late at night when one is done with all the daily works. Of course, a certain receptivity is needed. If one is too tired or the reading becomes too mechanical as a ritual routine to be somehow finished it tends to be less effective, as with anything else. Hence the advice is to read in a quiet receptive state.

As to the pace of reading it is best to slowly build up and keep it steady. To read a page or a passage daily is better than reading many pages one day and then few lines or none for days. This brings a certain discipline in the consciousness which makes one receptive. What it means is that one should fix up that one would read a few passages or a page or two daily, and then if an odd day one is enjoying and spontaneously wants to read more then one can go by the flow.

It is best to read at least once from cover to cover. But if one is not feeling inclined for that do read some of the beautiful cantos and passages whose reference one can find in various places. This helps us familiarise with the epic and the style of poetry. Later one can go for the cover to cover reading.

One can read it silently. Loud reading is needed only if one is unable to focus with silent reading. A mantra is more potent when read subtly. I am aware that some people recommend reading it aloud which is fine if that helps one better. A certain flexibility in these things is always good and rigid rules either ways are not helpful.

One can also write some of the beautiful passages with which one feels suddenly connected. It is a help in the yoga since such a writing involves the pouring in of the consciousness of Savitri through the brain and nerves and the hand.

Reflecting upon some of these magnificent lines and passages while one is engaged in one\s daily activities helps to create a background state for our inner being to get absorbed in Savitri more and more.

It is helpful if a brief background about the Canto is known. This helps the mind top focus and also to keep in sync with the overall scene and sense of what is being read.

But it is best not to keep referring to the dictionary while reading. Let the overall sense emerge. Specifics can be done during a detailed reading later and it may not be necessary at all. Besides the sense that Sri Aurobindo has given to many words may not be accurately conveyed by the standard dictionaries. A flexibility is required to understand the subtle suggestions hinted at by the Master-poet.

In this sense Savitri is in the line of Vedic poetry using images that are at once profound as well as commonplace. That is the beauty of mystic poetry. These are things actually experienced and seen by Sri Aurobindo, and ultimately it is Their Grace that alone can reveal the intrinsic sense of this supreme revelation of the Supreme. ~ Dr Alok Pandey,
329:Wake-Initiated Lucid Dreams (WILDS)
In the last chapter we talked about strategies for inducing lucid dreams by carrying an idea from the waking world into the dream, such as an intention to comprehend the dream state, a habit of critical state testing, or the recognition of a dreamsign. These strategies are intended to stimulate a dreamer to become lucid within a dream.
This chapter presents a completely different set of approaches to the world of lucid dreaming based on the idea of falling asleep consciously. This involves retaining consciousness while wakefulness is lost and allows direct entry into the lucid dream state without any loss of reflective consciousness. The basic idea has many variations.
While falling asleep, you can focus on hypnagogic (sleep onset) imagery, deliberate visualizations, your breath or heartbeat, the sensations in your body, your sense of self, and so on. If you keep the mind sufficiently active while the tendency to enter REM sleep is strong, you feel your body fall asleep, but you, that is to say, your consciousness, remains awake. The next thing you know, you will find yourself in the dream world, fully lucid.
These two different strategies for inducing lucidity result in two distinct types of lucid dreams. Experiences in which people consciously enter dreaming sleep are referred to as wake-initiated lucid dreams (WILDs), in contrast to dream-initiated lucid dreams (DILDs), in which people become lucid after having fallen asleep unconsciously. 1 The two kinds of lucid dreams differ in a number of ways. WILDs always happen in association with brief awakenings (sometimes only one or two seconds long) from and immediate return to REM sleep. The sleeper has a subjective impression of having been awake. This is not true of DILDs. Although both kinds of lucid dream are more likely to occur later in the night, the proportion of WILDs also increases with time of night. In other words, WILDs are most likely to occur the late morning hours or in afternoon naps. This is strikingly evident in my own record of lucid dreams. Of thirty-three lucid dreams from the first REM period of the night, only one (3 percent) was a WILD, compared with thirteen out of thirty-two (41 percent) lucid dreams from afternoon naps. 2 Generally speaking, WILDs are less frequent than DILDs; in a laboratory study of seventy-six lucid dreams, 72 percent were DILDs compared with 28 percent WILDs. 3 The proportion of WILDs observed in the laboratory seems, by my experience, to be considerably higher than the proportion of WILDs reported at home.
To take a specific example, WILDs account for only 5 percent of my home record of lucid dreams, but for 40 percent of my first fifteen lucid dreams in the laboratory. 4 Ibelieve there are two reasons for this highly significant difference: whenever I spentthe night in the sleep laboratory, I was highly conscious of every time I awakened andI made extraordinary efforts not to move more than necessary in order to minimizeinterference with the physiological recordings.
Thus, my awakenings from REM in the lab were more likely to lead toconscious returns to REM than awakenings at home when I was sleeping with neitherheightened consciousness of my environment and self nor any particular intent not tomove. This suggests that WILD induction techniques might be highly effective underthe proper conditions.
Paul Tholey notes that, while techniques for direct entry to the dream staterequire considerable practice in the beginning, they offer correspondingly greatrewards. 5 When mastered, these techniques (like MILD) can confer the capacity toinduce lucid dreams virtually at will. ~ Stephen LaBerge, Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming, 4 - Falling Asleep Consciously,
   As an inner equality increases and with it the sense of the true vital being waiting for the greater direction it has to serve, as the psychic call too increases in all the members of our nature, That to which the call is addressed begins to reveal itself, descends to take possession of the life and its energies and fills them with the height, intimacy, vastness of its presence and its purpose. In many, if not most, it manifests something of itself even before the equality and the open psychic urge or guidance are there. A call of the veiled psychic element oppressed by the mass of the outer ignorance and crying for deliverance, a stress of eager meditation and seeking for knowledge, a longing of the heart, a passionate will ignorant yet but sincere may break the lid that shuts off that Higher from this Lower Nature and open the floodgates. A little of the Divine Person may reveal itself or some Light, Power, Bliss, Love out of the Infinite. This may be a momentary revelation, a flash or a brief-lived gleam that soon withdraws and waits for the preparation of the nature; but also it may repeat itself, grow, endure. A long and large and comprehensive working will then have begun, sometimes luminous or intense, sometimes slow and obscure. A Divine Power comes in front at times and leads and compels or instructs and enlightens; at others it withdraws into the background and seems to leave the being to its own resources. All that is ignorant, obscure, perverted or simply imperfect and inferior in the being is raised up, perhaps brought to its acme, dealt with, corrected, exhausted, shown its own disastrous results, compelled to call for its own cessation or transformation or expelled as worthless or incorrigible from the nature. This cannot be a smooth and even process; alternations there are of day and night, illumination and darkness, calm and construction or battle and upheaval, the presence of the growing Divine Consciousness and its absence, heights of hope and abysses of despair, the clasp of the Beloved and the anguish of its absence, the overwhelming invasion, the compelling deceit, the fierce opposition, the disabling mockery of hostile Powers or the help and comfort and communion of the Gods and the Divine Messengers. A great and long revolution and churning of the ocean of Life with strong emergences of its nectar and its poison is enforced till all is ready and the increasing Descent finds a being, a nature prepared and conditioned for its complete rule and its all-encompassing presence. But if the equality and the psychic light and will are already there, then this process, though it cannot be dispensed with, can still be much lightened and facilitated: it will be rid of its worst dangers; an inner calm, happiness, confidence will support the steps through all the difficulties and trials of the transformation and the growing Force profiting by the full assent of the nature will rapidly diminish and eliminate the power of the opposing forces. A sure guidance and protection will be present throughout, sometimes standing in front, sometimes working behind the veil, and the power of the end will be already there even in the beginning and in the long middle stages of the great endeavour. For at all times the seeker will be aware of the Divine Guide and Protector or the working of the supreme Mother-Force; he will know that all is done for the best, the progress assured, the victory inevitable. In either case the process is the same and unavoidable, a taking up of the whole nature, of the whole life, of the internal and of the external, to reveal and handle and transform its forces and their movements under the pressure of a diviner Life from above, until all here has been possessed by greater spiritual powers and made an instrumentation of a spiritual action and a divine purpose. ~ Sri Aurobindo, The Synthesis Of Yoga, The Ascent of the Sacrifice - 2, 179,
331:A God's Labour
I have gathered my dreams in a silver air
   Between the gold and the blue
And wrapped them softly and left them there,
   My jewelled dreams of you.

I had hoped to build a rainbow bridge
   Marrying the soil to the sky
And sow in this dancing planet midge
   The moods of infinity.

But too bright were our heavens, too far away,
   Too frail their ethereal stuff;
Too splendid and sudden our light could not stay;
   The roots were not deep enough.

He who would bring the heavens here
   Must descend himself into clay
And the burden of earthly nature bear
   And tread the dolorous way.

Coercing my godhead I have come down
   Here on the sordid earth,
Ignorant, labouring, human grown
   Twixt the gates of death and birth.

I have been digging deep and long
   Mid a horror of filth and mire
A bed for the golden river's song,
   A home for the deathless fire.

I have laboured and suffered in Matter's night
   To bring the fire to man;
But the hate of hell and human spite
   Are my meed since the world began.

For man's mind is the dupe of his animal self;
   Hoping its lusts to win,
He harbours within him a grisly Elf
   Enamoured of sorrow and sin.

The grey Elf shudders from heaven's flame
   And from all things glad and pure;
Only by pleasure and passion and pain
   His drama can endure.

All around is darkness and strife;
   For the lamps that men call suns
Are but halfway gleams on this stumbling life
   Cast by the Undying Ones.

Man lights his little torches of hope
   That lead to a failing edge;
A fragment of Truth is his widest scope,
   An inn his pilgrimage.

The Truth of truths men fear and deny,
   The Light of lights they refuse;
To ignorant gods they lift their cry
   Or a demon altar choose.

All that was found must again be sought,
   Each enemy slain revives,
Each battle for ever is fought and refought
   Through vistas of fruitless lives.

My gaping wounds are a thousand and one
   And the Titan kings assail,
But I dare not rest till my task is done
   And wrought the eternal will.

How they mock and sneer, both devils and men!
   "Thy hope is Chimera's head
Painting the sky with its fiery stain;
   Thou shalt fall and thy work lie dead.

"Who art thou that babblest of heavenly ease
   And joy and golden room
To us who are waifs on inconscient seas
   And bound to life's iron doom?

"This earth is ours, a field of Night
   For our petty flickering fires.
How shall it brook the sacred Light
   Or suffer a god's desires?

"Come, let us slay him and end his course!
   Then shall our hearts have release
From the burden and call of his glory and force
   And the curb of his wide white peace."

But the god is there in my mortal breast
   Who wrestles with error and fate
And tramples a road through mire and waste
   For the nameless Immaculate.

A voice cried, "Go where none have gone!
   Dig deeper, deeper yet
Till thou reach the grim foundation stone
   And knock at the keyless gate."

I saw that a falsehood was planted deep
   At the very root of things
Where the grey Sphinx guards God's riddle sleep
   On the Dragon's outspread wings.

I left the surface gauds of mind
   And life's unsatisfied seas
And plunged through the body's alleys blind
   To the nether mysteries.

I have delved through the dumb Earth's dreadful heart
   And heard her black mass' bell.
I have seen the source whence her agonies part
   And the inner reason of hell.

Above me the dragon murmurs moan
   And the goblin voices flit;
I have pierced the Void where Thought was born,
   I have walked in the bottomless pit.

On a desperate stair my feet have trod
   Armoured with boundless peace,
Bringing the fires of the splendour of God
   Into the human abyss.

He who I am was with me still;
   All veils are breaking now.
I have heard His voice and borne His will
   On my vast untroubled brow.

The gulf twixt the depths and the heights is bridged
   And the golden waters pour
Down the sapphire mountain rainbow-ridged
   And glimmer from shore to shore.

Heaven's fire is lit in the breast of the earth
   And the undying suns here burn;
Through a wonder cleft in the bounds of birth
   The incarnate spirits yearn

Like flames to the kingdoms of Truth and Bliss:
   Down a gold-red stairway wend
The radiant children of Paradise
   Clarioning darkness' end.

A little more and the new life's doors
   Shall be carved in silver light
With its aureate roof and mosaic floors
   In a great world bare and bright.

I shall leave my dreams in their argent air,
   For in a raiment of gold and blue
There shall move on the earth embodied and fair
   The living truth of you.
   ~ Sri Aurobindo, Collected Poems, A God's Labour, 534,
332:Death & Fame

When I die

I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East River bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jersey, B'nai Israel Cemetery

But I want a big funeral St. Patrick's Cathedral, St. Mark's Church, the largest synagogue in Manhattan

First, there's family, brother, nephews, spry aged Edith stepmother 96, Aunt Honey from old Newark,

Doctor Joel, cousin Mindy, brother Gene one eyed one ear'd, sister-in-law blonde Connie, five nephews, stepbrothers & sisters their grandchildren, companion Peter Orlovsky, caretakers Rosenthal & Hale, Bill Morgan--

Next, teacher Trungpa Vajracharya's ghost mind, Gelek Rinpoche, there Sakyong Mipham, Dalai Lama alert, chance visiting America, Satchitananda Swami Shivananda, Dehorahava Baba, Karmapa XVI, Dudjom Rinpoche, Katagiri & Suzuki Roshi's phantoms Baker, Whalen, Daido Loorie, Qwong, Frail White-haired Kapleau Roshis, Lama Tarchen --

Then, most important, lovers over half-century Dozens, a hundred, more, older fellows bald & rich young boys met naked recently in bed, crowds surprised to see each other, innumerable, intimate, exchanging memories

"He taught me to meditate, now I'm an old veteran of the thousandday retreat --"

"I played music on subway platforms, I'm straight but loved him he loved me"

"I felt more love from him at 19 than ever from anyone"

"We'd lie under covers gossip, read my poetry, hug & kiss belly to belly arms round each other"

"I'd always get into his bed with underwear on & by morning my skivvies would be on the floor"

"Japanese, always wanted take it up my bum with a master"

"We'd talk all night about Kerouac & Cassady sit Buddhalike then sleep in his captain's bed."

"He seemed to need so much affection, a shame not to make him happy"

"I was lonely never in bed nude with anyone before, he was so gentle my stomach shuddered when he traced his finger along my abdomen nipple to hips-- "

"All I did was lay back eyes closed, he'd bring me to come with mouth & fingers along my waist"

"He gave great head"

So there be gossip from loves of 1948, ghost of Neal Cassady commin-gling with flesh and youthful blood of 1997 and surprise -- "You too? But I thought you were straight!"

"I am but Ginsberg an exception, for some reason he pleased me."

"I forgot whether I was straight gay queer or funny, was myself, tender and affectionate to be kissed on the top of my head, my forehead throat heart & solar plexus, mid-belly. on my prick, tickled with his tongue my behind"

"I loved the way he'd recite 'But at my back allways hear/ time's winged chariot hurrying near,' heads together, eye to eye, on a pillow --"

Among lovers one handsome youth straggling the rear

"I studied his poetry class, 17 year-old kid, ran some errands to his walk-up flat, seduced me didn't want to, made me come, went home, never saw him again never wanted to... "

"He couldn't get it up but loved me," "A clean old man." "He made sure I came first"

This the crowd most surprised proud at ceremonial place of honor--

Then poets & musicians -- college boys' grunge bands -- age-old rock star Beatles, faithful guitar accompanists, gay classical con-ductors, unknown high Jazz music composers, funky trum-peters, bowed bass & french horn black geniuses, folksinger fiddlers with dobro tamborine harmonica mandolin auto-harp pennywhistles & kazoos

Next, artist Italian romantic realists schooled in mystic 60's India, Late fauve Tuscan painter-poets, Classic draftsman Massa-chusets surreal jackanapes with continental wives, poverty sketchbook gesso oil watercolor masters from American provinces

Then highschool teachers, lonely Irish librarians, delicate biblio-philes, sex liberation troops nay armies, ladies of either sex

"I met him dozens of times he never remembered my name I loved him anyway, true artist"

"Nervous breakdown after menopause, his poetry humor saved me from suicide hospitals"

"Charmant, genius with modest manners, washed sink, dishes my studio guest a week in Budapest"

Thousands of readers, "Howl changed my life in Libertyville Illinois"

"I saw him read Montclair State Teachers College decided be a poet-- "

"He turned me on, I started with garage rock sang my songs in Kansas City"

"Kaddish made me weep for myself & father alive in Nevada City"

"Father Death comforted me when my sister died Boston l982"

"I read what he said in a newsmagazine, blew my mind, realized others like me out there"

Deaf & Dumb bards with hand signing quick brilliant gestures

Then Journalists, editors's secretaries, agents, portraitists & photo-graphy aficionados, rock critics, cultured laborors, cultural historians come to witness the historic funeral Super-fans, poetasters, aging Beatnicks & Deadheads, autograph-hunters, distinguished paparazzi, intelligent gawkers

Everyone knew they were part of 'History" except the deceased who never knew exactly what was happening even when I was alive
February 22, 1997
~ Allen Ginsberg,
333:Mother, how to change one's consciousness?
   Naturally, there are many ways, but each person must do it by the means accessible to him; and the indication of the way usually comes spontaneously, through something like an unexpected experience. And for each one, it appears a little differently.
   For instance, one may have the perception of the ordinary consciousness which is extended on the surface, horizontally, and works on a plane which is simultaneously the surface of things and has a contact with the superficial outer side of things, people, circumstances; and then, suddenly, for some reason or other - as I say for each one it is different - there is a shifting upwards, and instead of seeing things horizontally, of being at the same level as they are, you suddenly dominate them and see them from above, in their totality, instead of seeing a small number of things immediately next to yourself; it is as though something were drawing you above and making you see as from a mountain-top or an aeroplane. And instead of seeing each detail and seeing it on its own level, you see the whole as one unity, and from far above.
   There are many ways of having this experience, but it usually comes to you as if by chance, one fine day.
   Or else, one may have an experience which is almost its very opposite but which comes to the same thing. Suddenly one plunges into a depth, one moves away from the thing one perceived, it seems distant, superficial, unimportant; one enters an inner silence or an inner calm or an inward vision of things, a profound feeling, a more intimate perception of circumstances and things, in which all values change. And one becomes aware of a sort of unity, a deep identity which is one in spite of the diverse appearances.
   Or else, suddenly also, the sense of limitation disappears and one enters the perception of a kind of indefinite duration beginningless and endless, of something which has always been and always will be.
   These experiences come to you suddenly in a flash, for a second, a moment in your life, you don't know why or how.... There are other ways, other experiences - they are innumerable, they vary according to people; but with this, with one minute, one second of such an existence, one catches the tail of the thing. So one must remember that, try to relive it, go to the depths of the experience, recall it, aspire, concentrate. This is the startingpoint, the end of the guiding thread, the clue. For all those who are destined to find their inner being, the truth of their being, there is always at least one moment in life when they were no longer the same, perhaps just like a lightning-flash - but that is enough. It indicates the road one should take, it is the door that opens on this path. And so you must pass through the door, and with perseverance and an unfailing steadfastness seek to renew the state which will lead you to something more real and more total.
   Many ways have always been given, but a way you have been taught, a way you have read about in books or heard from a teacher, does not have the effective value of a spontaneous experience which has come without any apparent reason, and which is simply the blossoming of the soul's awakening, one second of contact with your psychic being which shows you the best way for you, the one most within your reach, which you will then have to follow with perseverance to reach the goal - one second which shows you how to start, the beginning.... Some have this in dreams at night; some have it at any odd time: something one sees which awakens in one this new consciousness, something one hears, a beautiful landscape, beautiful music, or else simply a few words one reads, or else the intensity of concentration in some effort - anything at all, there are a thousand reasons and thousands of ways of having it. But, I repeat, all those who are destined to realise have had this at least once in their life. It may be very fleeting, it may have come when they were very young, but always at least once in one's life one has the experience of what true consciousness is. Well, that is the best indication of the path to be followed.
   One may seek within oneself, one may remember, may observe; one must notice what is going on, one must pay attention, that's all. Sometimes, when one sees a generous act, hears of something exceptional, when one witnesses heroism or generosity or greatness of soul, meets someone who shows a special talent or acts in an exceptional and beautiful way, there is a kind of enthusiasm or admiration or gratitude which suddenly awakens in the being and opens the door to a state, a new state of consciousness, a light, a warmth, a joy one did not know before. That too is a way of catching the guiding thread. There are a thousand ways, one has only to be awake and to watch.
   First of all, you must feel the necessity for this change of consciousness, accept the idea that it is this, the path which must lead to the goal; and once you admit the principle, you must be watchful. And you will find, you do find it. And once you have found it, you must start walking without any hesitation.
   Indeed, the starting-point is to observe oneself, not to live in a perpetual nonchalance, a perpetual apathy; one must be attentive.
   ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1956, [T6],
334:To what gods shall the sacrifice be offered? Who shall be invoked to manifest and protect in the human being this increasing godhead?

Agni first, for without him the sacrificial flame cannot burn on the altar of the soul. That flame of Agni is the seven-tongued power of the Will, a Force of God instinct with Knowledge. This conscious and forceful will is the immortal guest in our mortality, a pure priest and a divine worker, the mediator between earth and heaven. It carries what we offer to the higher Powers and brings back in return their force and light and joy into our humanity.

Indra, the Puissant next, who is the power of pure Existence self-manifested as the Divine Mind. As Agni is one pole of Force instinct with knowledge that sends its current upward from earth to heaven, so Indra is the other pole of Light instinct with force which descends from heaven to earth. He comes down into our world as the Hero with the shining horses and slays darkness and division with his lightnings, pours down the life-giving heavenly waters, finds in the trace of the hound, Intuition, the lost or hidden illuminations, makes the Sun of Truth mount high in the heaven of our mentality.

Surya, the Sun, is the master of that supreme Truth, - truth of being, truth of knowledge, truth of process and act and movement and functioning. He is therefore the creator or rather the manifester of all things - for creation is out-bringing, expression by the Truth and Will - and the father, fosterer, enlightener of our souls. The illuminations we seek are the herds of this Sun who comes to us in the track of the divine Dawn and releases and reveals in us night-hidden world after world up to the highest Beatitude.

Of that beatitude Soma is the representative deity. The wine of his ecstasy is concealed in the growths of earth, in the waters of existence; even here in our physical being are his immortalising juices and they have to be pressed out and offered to all the gods; for in that strength these shall increase and conquer.

Each of these primary deities has others associated with him who fulfil functions that arise from his own. For if the truth of Surya is to be established firmly in our mortal nature, there are previous conditions that are indispensable; a vast purity and clear wideness destructive of all sin and crooked falsehood, - and this is Varuna; a luminous power of love and comprehension leading and forming into harmony all our thoughts, acts and impulses, - this is Mitra; an immortal puissance of clear-discerning aspiration and endeavour, - this is Aryaman; a happy spontaneity of the right enjoyment of all things dispelling the evil dream of sin and error and suffering, - this is Bhaga. These four are powers of the Truth of Surya. For the whole bliss of Soma to be established perfectly in our nature a happy and enlightened and unmaimed condition of mind, vitality and body are necessary. This condition is given to us by the twin Ashwins; wedded to the daughter of Light, drinkers of honey, bringers of perfect satisfactions, healers of maim and malady they occupy our parts of knowledge and parts of action and prepare our mental, vital and physical being for an easy and victorious ascension.

Indra, the Divine Mind, as the shaper of mental forms has for his assistants, his artisans, the Ribhus, human powers who by the work of sacrifice and their brilliant ascension to the high dwelling-place of the Sun have attained to immortality and help mankind to repeat their achievement. They shape by the mind Indra's horses, the chariot of the Ashwins, the weapons of the Gods, all the means of the journey and the battle. But as giver of the Light of Truth and as Vritra-slayer Indra is aided by the Maruts, who are powers of will and nervous or vital Force that have attained to the light of thought and the voice of self-expression. They are behind all thought and speech as its impellers and they battle towards the Light, Truth and Bliss of the supreme Consciousness.

There are also female energies; for the Deva is both Male and Female and the gods also are either activising souls or passively executive and methodising energies. Aditi, infinite Mother of the Gods, comes first; and there are besides five powers of the Truthconsciousness, - Mahi or Bharati, the vast Word that brings us all things out of the divine source; Ila, the strong primal word of the Truth who gives us its active vision; Saraswati, its streaming current and the word of its inspiration; Sarama, the Intuition, hound of heaven who descends into the cavern of the subconscient and finds there the concealed illuminations; Dakshina, whose function is to discern rightly, dispose the action and the offering and distribute in the sacrifice to each godhead its portion. Each god, too, has his female energy.

All this action and struggle and ascension is supported by Heaven our Father and Earth our Mother Parents of the Gods, who sustain respectively the purely mental and psychic and the physical consciousness. Their large and free scope is the condition of our achievement. Vayu, master of life, links them together by the mid-air, the region of vital force. And there are other deities, - Parjanya, giver of the rain of heaven; Dadhikravan, the divine war-horse, a power of Agni; the mystic Dragon of the Foundations; Trita Aptya who on the third plane of existence consummates our triple being; and more besides.

The development of all these godheads is necessary to our perfection. And that perfection must be attained on all our levels, - in the wideness of earth, our physical being and consciousness; in the full force of vital speed and action and enjoyment and nervous vibration, typified as the Horse which must be brought forward to upbear our endeavour; in the perfect gladness of the heart of emotion and a brilliant heat and clarity of the mind throughout our intellectual and psychical being; in the coming of the supramental Light, the Dawn and the Sun and the shining Mother of the herds, to transform all our existence; for so comes to us the possession of the Truth, by the Truth the admirable surge of the Bliss, in the Bliss infinite Consciousness of absolute being. ~ Sri Aurobindo, Hymns to the Mystic Fire, The Doctrine of the Mystics,
335:Attention on Hypnagogic Imagery The most common strategy for inducing WILDs is to fall asleep while focusing on the hypnagogic imagery that accompanies sleep onset. Initially, you are likely to see relatively simple images, flashes of light, geometric patterns, and the like.

Gradually more complicated forms appear: faces, people, and finally entire scenes. 6

The following account of what the Russian philosopher P. D. Ouspensky called "half-dream states" provides a vivid example of what hypnagogic imagery can be like:

I am falling asleep. Golden dots, sparks and tiny stars appear and disappear before my eyes. These sparks and stars gradually merge into a golden net with diagonal meshes which moves slowly and regularly in rhythm with the beating of my heart, which I feel quite distinctly. The next moment the golden net is transformed into rows of brass helmets belonging to Roman soldiers marching along the street below. I hear their measured tread and watch them from the window of a high house in Galata, in Constantinople, in a narrow lane, one end of which leads to the old wharf and the Golden Horn with its ships and steamers and the minarets of Stamboul behind them. I hear their heavy measured tread, and see the sun shining on their helmets. Then suddenly I detach myself from the window sill on which I am lying, and in the same reclining position fly slowly over the lane, over the houses, and then over the Golden Horn in the direction of Stamboul. I smell the sea, feel the wind, the warm sun. This flying gives me a wonderfully pleasant sensation, and I cannot help opening my eyes. 7

Ouspensky's half-dream states developed out of a habit of observing the contents of his mind while falling asleep or in half-sleep after awakening from a dream. He notes that they were much easier to observe in the morning after awakening than before sleep at the beginning of the night and did not occur at all "without definite efforts." 8

Dr. Nathan Rapport, an American psychiatrist, cultivated an approach to lucid dreaming very similar to Ouspensky's: "While in bed awaiting sleep, the experimenter interrupts his thoughts every few minutes with an effort to recall the mental item vanishing before each intrusion that inquisitive attention." 9 This habit is continued sleep itself, with results like the following:

Brilliant lights flashed, and a myriad of sparkles twinkled from a magnificent cut glass chandelier. Interesting as any stage extravaganza were the many quaintly detailed figurines upon a mantel against the distant, paneled wall adorned in rococo.

At the right a merry group of beauties and gallants in the most elegant attire of Victorian England idled away a pleasant occasion. This scene continued for [a] period of I was not aware, before I discovered that it was not reality, but a mental picture and that I was viewing it. Instantly it became an incommunicably beautiful vision. It was with the greatest stealth that my vaguely awakened mind began to peep: for I knew that these glorious shows end abruptly because of such intrusions.

I thought, "Have I here one of those mind pictures that are without motion?" As if in reply, one of the young ladies gracefully waltzed about the room. She returned to the group and immobility, with a smile lighting her pretty face, which was turned over her shoulder toward me. The entire color scheme was unobtrusive despite the kaleidoscopic sparkles of the chandelier, the exquisite blues and creamy pinks of the rich settings and costumes. I felt that only my interest in dreams brought my notice to the tints - delicate, yet all alive as if with inner illumination. 10

Hypnagogic Imagery Technique

1. Relax completely

While lying in bed, gently close your eyes and relax your head, neck, back, arms, and legs. Completely let go of all muscular and mental tension, and breathe slowly and restfully. Enjoy the feeling of relaxation and let go of your thoughts, worries, and concerns. If you have just awakened from sleep, you are probably sufficiently relaxed.

Otherwise, you may use either the progressive relaxation exercise (page 33) or the 61-point relaxation exercise (page 34) to relax more deeply. Let everything wind down,

slower and slower, more and more relaxed, until your mind becomes as serene as the calmest sea.

2. Observe the visual images

Gently focus your attention on the visual images that will gradually appear before your mind's eye. Watch how the images begin and end. Try to observe the images as delicately as possible, allowing them to be passively reflected in your mind as they unfold. Do not attempt to hold onto the images, but instead just watch without attachment or desire for action. While doing this, try to take the perspective of a detached observer as much as possible. At first you will see a sequence of disconnected, fleeting patterns and images. The images will gradually develop into scenes that become more and more complex, finally joining into extended sequences.

3. Enter the dream

When the imagery becomes a moving, vivid scenario, you should allow yourself to be passively drawn into the dream world. Do not try to actively enter the dream scene,

but instead continue to take a detached interest in the imagery. Let your involvement with what is happening draw you into the dream. But be careful of too much involvement and too little attention. Don't forget that you are dreaming now!


Probably the most difficult part of this technique to master is entering the dream at Step 3. The challenge is to develop a delicate vigilance, an unobtrusive observer perspective, from which you let yourself be drawn into the dream. As Paul Tholey has emphasized, "It is not desirable to want actively to enter into the scenery,

since such an intention as a rule causes the scenery to disappear." 11 A passive volition similar to that described in the section on autosuggestion in the previous chapter is required: in Tholey's words, "Instead of actively wanting to enter into the scenery, the subject should attempt to let himself be carried into it passively." 12 A Tibetan teacher advises a similar frame of mind: "While delicately observing the mind, lead it gently into the dream state, as though you were leading a child by the hand." 13

Another risk is that, once you have entered into the dream, the world can seem so realistic that it is easy to lose lucidity, as happened in the beginning of Rapport's WILD described above. As insurance in case this happens, Tholey recommends that you resolve to carry out a particular action in the dream, so that if you momentarily lose lucidity, you may remember your intention to carry out the action and thereby regain lucidity.
~ Stephen LaBerge, Exploring the World of Lucid Dreaming,
   Why do we forget our dreams?

Because you do not dream always at the same place. It is not always the same part of your being that dreams and it is not at the same place that you dream. If you were in conscious, direct, continuous communication with all the parts of your being, you would remember all your dreams. But very few parts of the being are in communication.

   For example, you have a dream in the subtle physical, that is to say, quite close to the physical. Generally, these dreams occur in the early hours of the morning, that is between four and five o'clock, at the end of the sleep. If you do not make a sudden movement when you wake up, if you remain very quiet, very still and a little attentive - quietly attentive - and concentrated, you will remember them, for the communication between the subtle physical and the physical is established - very rarely is there no communication.

   Now, dreams are mostly forgotten because you have a dream while in a certain state and then pass into another. For instance, when you sleep, your body is asleep, your vital is asleep, but your mind is still active. So your mind begins to have dreams, that is, its activity is more or less coordinated, the imagination is very active and you see all kinds of things, take part in extraordinary happenings.... After some time, all that calms down and the mind also begins to doze. The vital that was resting wakes up; it comes out of the body, walks about, goes here and there, does all kinds of things, reacts, sometimes fights, and finally eats. It does all kinds of things. The vital is very adventurous. It watches. When it is heroic it rushes to save people who are in prison or to destroy enemies or it makes wonderful discoveries. But this pushes back the whole mental dream very far behind. It is rubbed off, forgotten: naturally you cannot remember it because the vital dream takes its place. But if you wake up suddenly at that moment, you remember it. There are people who have made the experiment, who have got up at certain fixed hours of the night and when they wake up suddenly, they do remember. You must not move brusquely, but awake in the natural course, then you remember.

   After a time, the vital having taken a good stroll, needs to rest also, and so it goes into repose and quietness, quite tired at the end of all kinds of adventures. Then something else wakes up. Let us suppose that it is the subtle physical that goes for a walk. It starts moving and begins wandering, seeing the rooms and... why, this thing that was there, but it has come here and that other thing which was in that room is now in this one, and so on. If you wake up without stirring, you remembeR But this has pushed away far to the back of the consciousness all the stories of the vital. They are forgotten and so you cannot recollect your dreams. But if at the time of waking up you are not in a hurry, you are not obliged to leave your bed, on the contrary you can remain there as long as you wish, you need not even open your eyes; you keep your head exactly where it was and you make yourself like a tranquil mirror within and concentrate there. You catch just a tiny end of the tail of your dream. You catch it and start pulling gently, without stirring in the least. You begin pulling quite gently, and then first one part comes, a little later another. You go backward; the last comes up first. Everything goes backward, slowly, and suddenly the whole dream reappears: "Ah, there! it was like that." Above all, do not jump up, do not stir; you repeat the dream to yourself several times - once, twice - until it becomes clear in all its details. Once that dream is settled, you continue not to stir, you try to go further in, and suddenly you catch the tail of something else. It is more distant, more vague, but you can still seize it. And here also you hang on, get hold of it and pull, and you see that everything changes and you enter another world; all of a sudden you have an extraordinary adventure - it is another dream. You follow the same process. You repeat the dream to yourself once, twice, until you are sure of it. You remain very quiet all the time. Then you begin to penetrate still more deeply into yourself, as though you were going in very far, very far; and again suddenly you see a vague form, you have a feeling, a sensation... like a current of air, a slight breeze, a little breath; and you say, "Well, well...." It takes a form, it becomes clear - and the third category comes. You must have a lot of time, a lot of patience, you must be very quiet in your mind and body, very quiet, and you can tell the story of your whole night from the end right up to the beginning.

   Even without doing this exercise which is very long and difficult, in order to recollect a dream, whether it be the last one or the one in the middle that has made a violent impression on your being, you must do what I have said when you wake up: take particular care not even to move your head on the pillow, remain absolutely still and let the dream return.

   Some people do not have a passage between one state and another, there is a little gap and so they leap from one to the other; there is no highway passing through all the states of being with no break of the consciousness. A small dark hole, and you do not remember. It is like a precipice across which one has to extend the consciousness. To build a bridge takes a very long time; it takes much longer than building a physical bridge.... Very few people want to and know how to do it. They may have had magnificent activities, they do not remember them or sometimes only the last, the nearest, the most physical activity, with an uncoordinated movement - dreams having no sense.

   But there are as many different kinds of nights and sleep as there are different days and activities. There are not many days that are alike, each day is different. The days are not the same, the nights are not the same. You and your friends are doing apparently the same thing, but for each one it is very different. And each one must have his own procedure.

   Why are two dreams never alike?

Because all things are different. No two minutes are alike in the universe and it will be so till the end of the universe, no two minutes will ever be alike. And men obstinately want to make rules! One must do this and not that.... Well! we must let people please themselves.

   You could have put to me a very interesting question: "Why am I fourteen years old today?" Intelligent people will say: "It is because it is the fourteenth year since you were born." That is the answer of someone who believes himself to be very intelligent. But there is another reason. I shall tell this to you alone.... I have drowned you all sufficiently well! Now you must begin to learn swimming!

   ~ The Mother, Questions And Answers 1953, 36?,
337:How to Meditate
Deep meditation is a mental procedure that utilizes the nature of the mind to systematically bring the mind to rest. If the mind is given the opportunity, it will go to rest with no effort. That is how the mind works.
Indeed, effort is opposed to the natural process of deep meditation. The mind always seeks the path of least resistance to express itself. Most of the time this is by making more and more thoughts. But it is also possible to create a situation in the mind that turns the path of least resistance into one leading to fewer and fewer thoughts. And, very soon, no thoughts at all. This is done by using a particular thought in a particular way. The thought is called a mantra.
For our practice of deep meditation, we will use the thought - I AM. This will be our mantra.
It is for the sound that we will use I AM, not for the meaning of it.
The meaning has an obvious significance in English, and I AM has a religious meaning in the English Bible as well. But we will not use I AM for the meaning - only for the sound. We can also spell it AYAM. No meaning there, is there? Only the sound. That is what we want. If your first language is not English, you may spell the sound phonetically in your own language if you wish. No matter how we spell it, it will be the same sound. The power of the sound ...I AM... is great when thought inside. But only if we use a particular procedure. Knowing this procedure is the key to successful meditation. It is very simple. So simple that we will devote many pages here to discussing how to keep it simple, because we all have a tendency to make things more complicated. Maintaining simplicity is the key to right meditation.
Here is the procedure of deep meditation: While sitting comfortably with eyes closed, we'll just relax. We will notice thoughts, streams of thoughts. That is fine. We just let them go by without minding them. After about a minute, we gently introduce the mantra, ...I AM...
We think the mantra in a repetition very easily inside. The speed of repetition may vary, and we do not mind it. We do not intone the mantra out loud. We do not deliberately locate the mantra in any particular part of the body. Whenever we realize we are not thinking the mantra inside anymore, we come back to it easily. This may happen many times in a sitting, or only once or twice. It doesn't matter. We follow this procedure of easily coming back to the mantra when we realize we are off it for the predetermined time of our meditation session. That's it.
Very simple.
Typically, the way we will find ourselves off the mantra will be in a stream of other thoughts. This is normal. The mind is a thought machine, remember? Making thoughts is what it does. But, if we are meditating, as soon as we realize we are off into a stream of thoughts, no matter how mundane or profound, we just easily go back to the mantra.
Like that. We don't make a struggle of it. The idea is not that we have to be on the mantra all the time. That is not the objective. The objective is to easily go back to it when we realize we are off it. We just favor the mantra with our attention when we notice we are not thinking it. If we are back into a stream of other thoughts five seconds later, we don't try and force the thoughts out. Thoughts are a normal part of the deep meditation process. We just ease back to the mantra again. We favor it.
Deep meditation is a going toward, not a pushing away from. We do that every single time with the mantra when we realize we are off it - just easily favoring it. It is a gentle persuasion. No struggle. No fuss. No iron willpower or mental heroics are necessary for this practice. All such efforts are away from the simplicity of deep meditation and will reduce its effectiveness.
As we do this simple process of deep meditation, we will at some point notice a change in the character of our inner experience. The mantra may become very refined and fuzzy. This is normal. It is perfectly all right to think the mantra in a very refined and fuzzy way if this is the easiest. It should always be easy - never a struggle. Other times, we may lose track of where we are for a while, having no mantra, or stream of thoughts either. This is fine too. When we realize we have been off somewhere, we just ease back to the mantra again. If we have been very settled with the mantra being barely recognizable, we can go back to that fuzzy level of it, if it is the easiest. As the mantra refines, we are riding it inward with our attention to progressively deeper levels of inner silence in the mind. So it is normal for the mantra to become very faint and fuzzy. We cannot force this to happen. It will happen naturally as our nervous system goes through its many cycles ofinner purification stimulated by deep meditation. When the mantra refines, we just go with it. And when the mantra does not refine, we just be with it at whatever level is easy. No struggle. There is no objective to attain, except to continue the simple procedure we are describing here.

When and Where to Meditate
How long and how often do we meditate? For most people, twenty minutes is the best duration for a meditation session. It is done twice per day, once before the morning meal and day's activity, and then again before the evening meal and evening's activity.
Try to avoid meditating right after eating or right before bed.
Before meal and activity is the ideal time. It will be most effective and refreshing then. Deep meditation is a preparation for activity, and our results over time will be best if we are active between our meditation sessions. Also, meditation is not a substitute for sleep. The ideal situation is a good balance between meditation, daily activity and normal sleep at night. If we do this, our inner experience will grow naturally over time, and our outer life will become enriched by our growing inner silence.
A word on how to sit in meditation: The first priority is comfort. It is not desirable to sit in a way that distracts us from the easy procedure of meditation. So sitting in a comfortable chair with back support is a good way to meditate. Later on, or if we are already familiar, there can be an advantage to sitting with legs crossed, also with back support. But always with comfort and least distraction being the priority. If, for whatever reason, crossed legs are not feasible for us, we will do just fine meditating in our comfortable chair. There will be no loss of the benefits.
Due to commitments we may have, the ideal routine of meditation sessions will not always be possible. That is okay. Do the best you can and do not stress over it. Due to circumstances beyond our control, sometimes the only time we will have to meditate will be right after a meal, or even later in the evening near bedtime. If meditating at these times causes a little disruption in our system, we will know it soon enough and make the necessary adjustments. The main thing is that we do our best to do two meditations every day, even if it is only a short session between our commitments. Later on, we will look at the options we have to make adjustments to address varying outer circumstances, as well as inner experiences that can come up.
Before we go on, you should try a meditation. Find a comfortable place to sit where you are not likely to be interrupted and do a short meditation, say ten minutes, and see how it goes. It is a toe in the water.
Make sure to take a couple of minutes at the end sitting easily without doing the procedure of meditation. Then open your eyes slowly. Then read on here.
As you will see, the simple procedure of deep meditation and it's resulting experiences will raise some questions. We will cover many of them here.
So, now we will move into the practical aspects of deep meditation - your own experiences and initial symptoms of the growth of your own inner silence. ~ Yogani, Deep Meditation,
338:Chapter 18 - Trapped in a Dream

(A guy is playing a pinball machine, seemingly the same guy who rode with him in the back of the boat car. This part is played by Richard Linklater, aka, the director.)

Hey, man.


Weren't you in a boat car? You know, the guy, the guy with the hat? He gave me a ride in his car, or boat thing, and you were in the back seat with me?

I mean, I'm not saying that you don't know what you're talking about, but I don't know what you're talking about.

No, you see, you guys let me off at this really specific spot that you gave him directions to let me off at, I get out, and end up getting hit by a car, but then, I just woke up because I was dreaming, and later than that, I found out that I was still dreaming, dreaming that I'd woken up.

Oh yeah, those are called false awakenings. I used to have those all the time.

Yeah, but I'm still in it now. I, I can't get out of it. It's been going on forever, I keep waking up, but, but I'm just waking up into another dream. I'm starting to get creeped out, too. Like I'm talking to dead people. This woman on TV's telling me about how death is this dreamtime that exists outside of life. I mean, (desperate sigh) I'm starting to think that I'm dead.

I'm gonna tell you about a dream I once had. I know that's, when someone says that, then usually you're in for a very boring next few minutes, and you might be, but it sounds like, you know, what else are you going to do, right? Anyway, I read this essay by Philip K. Dick.

What, you read it in your dream?

No, no. I read it before the dream. It was the preamble to the dream. It was about that book, um Flow My Tears the Policeman Said. You know that one?

Uh, yeah yeah, he won an award for that one.

Right, right. That's the one he wrote really fast. It just like flowed right out of him. He felt he was sort of channeling it, or something. But anyway, about four years after it was published, he was at this party, and he met this woman who had the same name as the woman character in the book. And she had a boyfriend with the same name as the boyfriend character in the book, and she was having an affair with this guy, the chief of police, and he had the same name as the chief of police in his book. So she's telling him all of this stuff from her life, and everything she's saying is right out of his book. So that's totally freaking him out, but, what can he do?

And then shortly after that, he was going to mail a letter, and he saw this kind of, um, you know, dangerous, shady looking guy standing by his car, but instead of avoiding him, which he says he would have usually done, he just walked right up to him and said, "Can I help you?" And the guy said, "Yeah. I, I ran out of gas." So he pulls out his wallet, and he hands him some money, which he says he never would have done, and then he gets home and thinks, wait a second, this guy, you know, he can't get to a gas station, he's out of gas. So he gets back in his car, he goes and finds the guy, takes him to the gas station, and as he's pulling up at the gas station, he realizes, "Hey, this is in my book too. This exact station, this exact guy. Everything."

So this whole episode is kind of creepy, right? And he's telling his priest about it, you know, describing how he wrote this book, and then four years later all these things happened to him. And as he's telling it to him, the priest says, "That's the Book of Acts. You're describing the Book of Acts." And he's like, "I've never read the Book of Acts." So he, you know, goes home and reads the Book of Acts, and it's like uncanny. Even the characters' names are the same as in the Bible. And the Book of Acts takes place in 50 A.D., when it was written, supposedly. So Philip K. Dick had this theory that time was an illusion and that we were all actually in 50 A.D., and the reason he had written this book was that he had somehow momentarily punctured through this illusion, this veil of time, and what he had seen there was what was going on in the Book of Acts.

And he was really into Gnosticism, and this idea that this demiurge, or demon, had created this illusion of time to make us forget that Christ was about to return, and the kingdom of God was about to arrive. And that we're all in 50 A.D., and there's someone trying to make us forget that God is imminent. And that's what time is. That's what all of history is. It's just this kind of continuous, you know, daydream, or distraction.

And so I read that, and I was like, well that's weird. And than that night I had a dream and there was this guy in the dream who was supposed to be a psychic. But I was skeptical. I was like, you know, he's not really a psychic, you know I'm thinking to myself. And then suddenly I start floating, like levitating, up to the ceiling. And as I almost go through the roof, I'm like, "Okay, Mr. Psychic. I believe you. You're a psychic. Put me down please." And I float down, and as my feet touch the ground, the psychic turns into this woman in a green dress. And this woman is Lady Gregory.

Now Lady Gregory was Yeats' patron, this, you know, Irish person. And though I'd never seen her image, I was just sure that this was the face of Lady Gregory. So we're walking along, and Lady Gregory turns to me and says, "Let me explain to you the nature of the universe. Now Philip K. Dick is right about time, but he's wrong that it's 50 A.D. Actually, there's only one instant, and it's right now, and it's eternity. And it's an instant in which God is posing a question, and that question is basically, 'Do you want to, you know, be one with eternity? Do you want to be in heaven?' And we're all saying, 'No thank you. Not just yet.' And so time is actually just this constant saying 'No' to God's invitation. I mean that's what time is. I mean, and it's no more 50 A.D. than it's two thousand and one. And there's just this one instant, and that's what we're always in."

And then she tells me that actually this is the narrative of everyone's life. That, you know, behind the phenomenal difference, there is but one story, and that's the story of moving from the "no" to the "yes." All of life is like, "No thank you. No thank you. No thank you." then ultimately it's, "Yes, I give in. Yes, I accept. Yes, I embrace." I mean, that's the journey. I mean, everyone gets to the "yes" in the end, right?


So we continue walking, and my dog runs over to me. And so I'm petting him, really happy to see him, you know, he's been dead for years. So I'm petting him and I realize there's this kind of gross oozing stuff coming out of his stomach. And I look over at Lady Gregory, and she sort of coughs. She's like [cough] [cough] "Oh, excuse me." And there's vomit, like dribbling down her chin, and it smells really bad. And I think, "Well, wait a second, that's not just the smell of vomit," which is, doesn't smell very good, "that's the smell of like dead person vomit." You know, so it's like doubly foul. And then I realize I'm actually in the land of the dead, and everyone around me is dead. My dog had been dead for over ten years, Lady Gregory had been dead a lot longer than that. When I finally woke up, I was like, whoa, that wasn't a dream, that was a visitation to this real place, the land of the dead.

So what happened? I mean how did you finally get out of it?

Oh man. It was just like one of those like life altering experiences. I mean I could never really look at the world the same way again, after that.

Yeah, but I mean like how did you, how did you finally get out of the dream? See, that's my problem. I'm like trapped. I keep, I keep thinking that I'm waking up, but I'm still in a dream. It seems like it's going on forever. I can't get out of it, and I want to wake up for real. How do you really wake up?

I don't know, I don't know. I'm not very good at that anymore. But, um, if that's what you're thinking, I mean you, you probably should. I mean, you know if you can wake up, you should, because you know someday, you know, you won't be able to. So just, um ... But it's easy. You know. Just, just wake up. ~ Waking Life,
339:[The Gods and Their Worlds]

   [...] According to traditions and occult schools, all these zones of realities, these planes of realities have got different names; they have been classified in a different way, but there is an essential analogy, and if you go back far enough into the traditions, you see only the words changing according to the country and the language. Even now, the experiences of Western occultists and those of Eastern occultists offer great similarities. All who set out on the discovery of these invisible worlds and make a report of what they saw, give a very similar description, whether they be from here or there; they use different words, but the experience is very similar and the handling of forces is the same.

   This knowledge of the occult worlds is based on the existence of subtle bodies and of subtle worlds corresponding to those bodies. They are what the psychological method calls "states of consciousness", but these states of consciousness really correspond to worlds. The occult procedure consists then in being aware of these various inner states of being or subtle bodies and in becoming sufficiently a master of them so as to be able to go out of them successively, one after another. There is indeed a whole scale of subtleties, increasing or decreasing according to the direction in which you go, and the occult procedure consists in going out of a denser body into a subtler body and so on again, up to the most ethereal regions. You go, by successive exteriorisations, into bodies or worlds more and more subtle. It is somewhat as if every time you passed into another dimension. The fourth dimension of the physicists is nothing but the scientific transcription of an occult knowledge. To give another image, one can say that the physical body is at the centre - it is the most material, the densest and also the smallest - and the inner bodies, more subtle, overflow more and more the central physical body; they pass through it, extending themselves farther and farther, like water evaporating from a porous vase and forming a kind of steam all around. And the greater the subtlety, the more the extension tends to unite with that of the universe: one ends by universalising oneself. And it is altogether a concrete process which gives an objective experience of invisible worlds and even enables one to act in these worlds.

   There are, then, only a very small number of people in the West who know that these gods are not merely subjective and imaginary - more or less wildly imaginary - but that they correspond to a universal truth.

   All these regions, all these domains are filled with beings who exist, each in its own domain, and if you are awake and conscious on a particular plane - for instance, if on going out of a more material body you awake on some higher plane, you have the same relation with the things and people of that plane as you had with the things and people of the material world. That is to say, there exists an entirely objective relation that has nothing to do with the idea you may have of these things. Naturally, the resemblance is greater and greater as you approach the physical world, the material world, and there even comes a time when the one region has a direct action upon the other. In any case, in what Sri Aurobindo calls the overmental worlds, you will find a concrete reality absolutely independent of your personal experience; you go back there and again find the same things, with the differences that have occurred during your absence. And you have relations with those beings that are identical with the relations you have with physical beings, with this difference that the relation is more plastic, supple and direct - for example, there is the capacity to change the external form, the visible form, according to the inner state you are in. But you can make an appointment with someone and be at the appointed place and find the same being again, with certain differences that have come about during your absence; it is entirely concrete with results entirely concrete.

   One must have at least a little of this experience in order to understand these things. Otherwise, those who are convinced that all this is mere human imagination and mental formation, who believe that these gods have such and such a form because men have thought them to be like that, and that they have certain defects and certain qualities because men have thought them to be like that - all those who say that God is made in the image of man and that he exists only in human thought, all these will not understand; to them this will appear absolutely ridiculous, madness. One must have lived a little, touched the subject a little, to know how very concrete the thing is.

   Naturally, children know a good deal if they have not been spoilt. There are so many children who return every night to the same place and continue to live the life they have begun there. When these faculties are not spoilt with age, you can keep them with you. At a time when I was especially interested in dreams, I could return exactly to a place and continue a work that I had begun: supervise something, for example, set something in order, a work of organisation or of discovery, of exploration. You go until you reach a certain spot, as you would go in life, then you take a rest, then you return and begin again - you begin the work at the place where you left off and you continue it. And you perceive that there are things which are quite independent of you, in the sense that changes of which you are not at all the author, have taken place automatically during your absence.

   But for this, you must live these experiences yourself, you must see them yourself, live them with sufficient sincerity and spontaneity in order to see that they are independent of any mental formation. For you can do the opposite also, and deepen the study of the action of mental formation upon events. This is very interesting, but it is another domain. And this study makes you very careful, very prudent, because you become aware of how far you can delude yourself. So you must study both, the dream and the occult reality, in order to see what is the essential difference between the two. The one depends upon us; the other exists in itself; entirely independent of the thought that we have of it.

   When you have worked in that domain, you recognise in fact that once a subject has been studied and something has been learnt mentally, it gives a special colour to the experience; the experience may be quite spontaneous and sincere, but the simple fact that the subject was known and studied lends a particular quality. Whereas if you had learnt nothing about the question, if you knew nothing at all, the transcription would be completely spontaneous and sincere when the experience came; it would be more or less adequate, but it would not be the outcome of a previous mental formation.

   Naturally, this occult knowledge or this experience is not very frequent in the world, because in those who do not have a developed inner life, there are veritable gaps between the external consciousness and the inmost consciousness; the linking states of being are missing and they have to be constructed. So when people enter there for the first time, they are bewildered, they have the impression they have fallen into the night, into nothingness, into non-being!

   I had a Danish friend, a painter, who was like that. He wanted me to teach him how to go out of the body; he used to have interesting dreams and thought that it would be worth the trouble to go there consciously. So I made him "go out" - but it was a frightful thing! When he was dreaming, a part of his mind still remained conscious, active, and a kind of link existed between this active part and his external being; then he remembered some of his dreams, but it was a very partial phenomenon. And to go out of one's body means to pass gradually through all the states of being, if one does the thing systematically. Well, already in the subtle physical, one is almost de-individualised, and when one goes farther, there remains nothing, for nothing is formed or individualised.

   Thus, when people are asked to meditate or told to go within, to enter into themselves, they are in agony - naturally! They have the impression that they are vanishing. And with reason: there is nothing, no consciousness!

   These things that appear to us quite natural and evident, are, for people who know nothing, wild imagination. If, for example, you transplant these experiences or this knowledge to the West, well, unless you have been frequenting the circles of occultists, they stare at you with open eyes. And when you have turned your back, they hasten to say, "These people are cranks!" Now to come back to the gods and conclude. It must be said that all those beings who have never had an earthly existence - gods or demons, invisible beings and powers - do not possess what the Divine has put into man: the psychic being. And this psychic being gives to man true love, charity, compassion, a deep kindness, which compensate for all his external defects.

   In the gods there is no fault because they live according to their own nature, spontaneously and without constraint: as gods, it is their manner of being. But if you take a higher point of view, if you have a higher vision, a vision of the whole, you see that they lack certain qualities that are exclusively human. By his capacity of love and self-giving, man can have as much power as the gods and even more, when he is not egoistic, when he has surmounted his egoism.

   If he fulfils the required condition, man is nearer to the Supreme than the gods are. He can be nearer. He is not so automatically, but he has the power to be so, the potentiality.

   If human love manifested itself without mixture, it would be all-powerful. Unfortunately, in human love there is as much love of oneself as of the one loved; it is not a love that makes you forget yourself. - 4 November 1958

   ~ The Mother, Words Of The Mother III, 355
340:Mental Education

OF ALL lines of education, mental education is the most widely known and practised, yet except in a few rare cases there are gaps which make it something very incomplete and in the end quite insufficient.

   Generally speaking, schooling is considered to be all the mental education that is necessary. And when a child has been made to undergo, for a number of years, a methodical training which is more like cramming than true schooling, it is considered that whatever is necessary for his mental development has been done. Nothing of the kind. Even conceding that the training is given with due measure and discrimination and does not permanently damage the brain, it cannot impart to the human mind the faculties it needs to become a good and useful instrument. The schooling that is usually given can, at the most, serve as a system of gymnastics to increase the suppleness of the brain. From this standpoint, each branch of human learning represents a special kind of mental gymnastics, and the verbal formulations given to these various branches each constitute a special and well-defined language.

   A true mental education, which will prepare man for a higher life, has five principal phases. Normally these phases follow one after another, but in exceptional individuals they may alternate or even proceed simultaneously. These five phases, in brief, are:

   (1) Development of the power of concentration, the capacity of attention.
   (2) Development of the capacities of expansion, widening, complexity and richness.
   (3) Organisation of one's ideas around a central idea, a higher ideal or a supremely luminous idea that will serve as a guide in life.
   (4) Thought-control, rejection of undesirable thoughts, to become able to think only what one wants and when one wants.
   (5) Development of mental silence, perfect calm and a more and more total receptivity to inspirations coming from the higher regions of the being.

   It is not possible to give here all the details concerning the methods to be employed in the application of these five phases of education to different individuals. Still, a few explanations on points of detail can be given.

   Undeniably, what most impedes mental progress in children is the constant dispersion of their thoughts. Their thoughts flutter hither and thither like butterflies and they have to make a great effort to fix them. Yet this capacity is latent in them, for when you succeed in arousing their interest, they are capable of a good deal of attention. By his ingenuity, therefore, the educator will gradually help the child to become capable of a sustained effort of attention and a faculty of more and more complete absorption in the work in hand. All methods that can develop this faculty of attention from games to rewards are good and can all be utilised according to the need and the circumstances. But it is the psychological action that is most important and the sovereign method is to arouse in the child an interest in what you want to teach him, a liking for work, a will to progress. To love to learn is the most precious gift that one can give to a child: to love to learn always and everywhere, so that all circumstances, all happenings in life may be constantly renewed opportunities for learning more and always more.

   For that, to attention and concentration should be added observation, precise recording and faithfulness of memory. This faculty of observation can be developed by varied and spontaneous exercises, making use of every opportunity that presents itself to keep the child's thought wakeful, alert and prompt. The growth of the understanding should be stressed much more than that of memory. One knows well only what one has understood. Things learnt by heart, mechanically, fade away little by little and finally disappear; what is understood is never forgotten. Moreover, you must never refuse to explain to a child the how and the why of things. If you cannot do it yourself, you must direct the child to those who are qualified to answer or point out to him some books that deal with the question. In this way you will progressively awaken in the child the taste for true study and the habit of making a persistent effort to know.

   This will bring us quite naturally to the second phase of development in which the mind should be widened and enriched.

   You will gradually show the child that everything can become an interesting subject for study if it is approached in the right way. The life of every day, of every moment, is the best school of all, varied, complex, full of unexpected experiences, problems to be solved, clear and striking examples and obvious consequences. It is so easy to arouse healthy curiosity in children, if you answer with intelligence and clarity the numerous questions they ask. An interesting reply to one readily brings others in its train and so the attentive child learns without effort much more than he usually does in the classroom. By a choice made with care and insight, you should also teach him to enjoy good reading-matter which is both instructive and attractive. Do not be afraid of anything that awakens and pleases his imagination; imagination develops the creative mental faculty and through it study becomes living and the mind develops in joy.

   In order to increase the suppleness and comprehensiveness of his mind, one should see not only that he studies many varied topics, but above all that a single subject is approached in various ways, so that the child understands in a practical manner that there are many ways of facing the same intellectual problem, of considering it and solving it. This will remove all rigidity from his brain and at the same time it will make his thinking richer and more supple and prepare it for a more complex and comprehensive synthesis. In this way also the child will be imbued with the sense of the extreme relativity of mental learning and, little by little, an aspiration for a truer source of knowledge will awaken in him.

   Indeed, as the child grows older and progresses in his studies, his mind too ripens and becomes more and more capable of forming general ideas, and with them almost always comes a need for certitude, for a knowledge that is stable enough to form the basis of a mental construction which will permit all the diverse and scattered and often contradictory ideas accumulated in his brain to be organised and put in order. This ordering is indeed very necessary if one is to avoid chaos in one's thoughts. All contradictions can be transformed into complements, but for that one must discover the higher idea that will have the power to bring them harmoniously together. It is always good to consider every problem from all possible standpoints so as to avoid partiality and exclusiveness; but if the thought is to be active and creative, it must, in every case, be the natural and logical synthesis of all the points of view adopted. And if you want to make the totality of your thoughts into a dynamic and constructive force, you must also take great care as to the choice of the central idea of your mental synthesis; for upon that will depend the value of this synthesis. The higher and larger the central idea and the more universal it is, rising above time and space, the more numerous and the more complex will be the ideas, notions and thoughts which it will be able to organise and harmonise.

   It goes without saying that this work of organisation cannot be done once and for all. The mind, if it is to keep its vigour and youth, must progress constantly, revise its notions in the light of new knowledge, enlarge its frame-work to include fresh notions and constantly reclassify and reorganise its thoughts, so that each of them may find its true place in relation to the others and the whole remain harmonious and orderly.

   All that has just been said concerns the speculative mind, the mind that learns. But learning is only one aspect of mental activity; the other, which is at least equally important, is the constructive faculty, the capacity to form and thus prepare action. This very important part of mental activity has rarely been the subject of any special study or discipline. Only those who want, for some reason, to exercise a strict control over their mental activities think of observing and disciplining this faculty of formation; and as soon as they try it, they have to face difficulties so great that they appear almost insurmountable.

   And yet control over this formative activity of the mind is one of the most important aspects of self-education; one can say that without it no mental mastery is possible. As far as study is concerned, all ideas are acceptable and should be included in the synthesis, whose very function is to become more and more rich and complex; but where action is concerned, it is just the opposite. The ideas that are accepted for translation into action should be strictly controlled and only those that agree with the general trend of the central idea forming the basis of the mental synthesis should be permitted to express themselves in action. This means that every thought entering the mental consciousness should be set before the central idea; if it finds a logical place among the thoughts already grouped, it will be admitted into the synthesis; if not, it will be rejected so that it can have no influence on the action. This work of mental purification should be done very regularly in order to secure a complete control over one's actions.

   For this purpose, it is good to set apart some time every day when one can quietly go over one's thoughts and put one's synthesis in order. Once the habit is acquired, you can maintain control over your thoughts even during work and action, allowing only those which are useful for what you are doing to come to the surface. Particularly, if you have continued to cultivate the power of concentration and attention, only the thoughts that are needed will be allowed to enter the active external consciousness and they then become all the more dynamic and effective. And if, in the intensity of concentration, it becomes necessary not to think at all, all mental vibration can be stilled and an almost total silence secured. In this silence one can gradually open to the higher regions of the mind and learn to record the inspirations that come from there.

   But even before reaching this point, silence in itself is supremely useful, because in most people who have a somewhat developed and active mind, the mind is never at rest. During the day, its activity is kept under a certain control, but at night, during the sleep of the body, the control of the waking state is almost completely removed and the mind indulges in activities which are sometimes excessive and often incoherent. This creates a great stress which leads to fatigue and the diminution of the intellectual faculties.

   The fact is that like all the other parts of the human being, the mind too needs rest and it will not have this rest unless we know how to provide it. The art of resting one's mind is something to be acquired. Changing one's mental activity is certainly one way of resting; but the greatest possible rest is silence. And as far as the mental faculties are concerned a few minutes passed in the calm of silence are a more effective rest than hours of sleep.

   When one has learned to silence the mind at will and to concentrate it in receptive silence, then there will be no problem that cannot be solved, no mental difficulty whose solution cannot be found. When it is agitated, thought becomes confused and impotent; in an attentive tranquillity, the light can manifest itself and open up new horizons to man's capacity. Bulletin, November 1951

   ~ The Mother, On Education,
341:The Supreme Discovery
   IF WE want to progress integrally, we must build within our conscious being a strong and pure mental synthesis which can serve us as a protection against temptations from outside, as a landmark to prevent us from going astray, as a beacon to light our way across the moving ocean of life.
   Each individual should build up this mental synthesis according to his own tendencies and affinities and aspirations. But if we want it to be truly living and luminous, it must be centred on the idea that is the intellectual representation symbolising That which is at the centre of our being, That which is our life and our light.
   This idea, expressed in sublime words, has been taught in various forms by all the great Instructors in all lands and all ages.
   The Self of each one and the great universal Self are one. Since all that is exists from all eternity in its essence and principle, why make a distinction between the being and its origin, between ourselves and what we place at the beginning?
   The ancient traditions rightly said:
   "Our origin and ourselves, our God and ourselves are one."
   And this oneness should not be understood merely as a more or less close and intimate relationship of union, but as a true identity.
   Thus, when a man who seeks the Divine attempts to reascend by degrees towards the inaccessible, he forgets that all his knowledge and all his intuition cannot take him one step forward in this infinite; neither does he know that what he wants to attain, what he believes to be so far from him, is within him.
   For how could he know anything of the origin until he becomes conscious of this origin in himself?
   It is by understanding himself, by learning to know himself, that he can make the supreme discovery and cry out in wonder like the patriarch in the Bible, "The house of God is here and I knew it not."
   That is why we must express that sublime thought, creatrix of the material worlds, and make known to all the word that fills the heavens and the earth, "I am in all things and all beings."When all shall know this, the promised day of great transfigurations will be at hand. When in each atom of Matter men shall recognise the indwelling thought of God, when in each living creature they shall perceive some hint of a gesture of God, when each man can see God in his brother, then dawn will break, dispelling the darkness, the falsehood, the ignorance, the error and suffering that weigh upon all Nature. For, "all Nature suffers and laments as she awaits the revelation of the Sons of God."
   This indeed is the central thought epitomising all others, the thought which should be ever present to our remembrance as the sun that illumines all life.
   That is why I remind you of it today. For if we follow our path bearing this thought in our hearts like the rarest jewel, the most precious treasure, if we allow it to do its work of illumination and transfiguration within us, we shall know that it lives in the centre of all beings and all things, and in it we shall feel the marvellous oneness of the universe.
   Then we shall understand the vanity and childishness of our meagre satisfactions, our foolish quarrels, our petty passions, our blind indignations. We shall see the dissolution of our little faults, the crumbling of the last entrenchments of our limited personality and our obtuse egoism. We shall feel ourselves being swept along by this sublime current of true spirituality which will deliver us from our narrow limits and bounds.
   The individual Self and the universal Self are one; in every world, in every being, in every thing, in every atom is the Divine Presence, and man's mission is to manifest it.
   In order to do that, he must become conscious of this Divine Presence within him. Some individuals must undergo a real apprenticeship in order to achieve this: their egoistic being is too all-absorbing, too rigid, too conservative, and their struggles against it are long and painful. Others, on the contrary, who are more impersonal, more plastic, more spiritualised, come easily into contact with the inexhaustible divine source of their being.But let us not forget that they too should devote themselves daily, constantly, to a methodical effort of adaptation and transformation, so that nothing within them may ever again obscure the radiance of that pure light.
   But how greatly the standpoint changes once we attain this deeper consciousness! How understanding widens, how compassion grows!
   On this a sage has said:
   "I would like each one of us to come to the point where he perceives the inner God who dwells even in the vilest of human beings; instead of condemning him we would say, 'Arise, O resplendent Being, thou who art ever pure, who knowest neither birth nor death; arise, Almighty One, and manifest thy nature.'"
   Let us live by this beautiful utterance and we shall see everything around us transformed as if by miracle.
   This is the attitude of true, conscious and discerning love, the love which knows how to see behind appearances, understand in spite of words, and which, amid all obstacles, is in constant communion with the depths.
   What value have our impulses and our desires, our anguish and our violence, our sufferings and our struggles, all these inner vicissitudes unduly dramatised by our unruly imagination - what value do they have before this great, this sublime and divine love bending over us from the innermost depths of our being, bearing with our weaknesses, rectifying our errors, healing our wounds, bathing our whole being with its regenerating streams?
   For the inner Godhead never imposes herself, she neither demands nor threatens; she offers and gives herself, conceals and forgets herself in the heart of all beings and things; she never accuses, she neither judges nor curses nor condemns, but works unceasingly to perfect without constraint, to mend without reproach, to encourage without impatience, to enrich each one with all the wealth he can receive; she is the mother whose love bears fruit and nourishes, guards and protects, counsels and consoles; because she understands everything, she can endure everything, excuse and pardon everything, hope and prepare for everything; bearing everything within herself, she owns nothing that does not belong to all, and because she reigns over all, she is the servant of all; that is why all, great and small, who want to be kings with her and gods in her, become, like her, not despots but servitors among their brethren.
   How beautiful is this humble role of servant, the role of all who have been revealers and heralds of the God who is within all, of the Divine Love that animates all things....
   And until we can follow their example and become true servants even as they, let us allow ourselves to be penetrated and transformed by this Divine Love; let us offer Him, without reserve, this marvellous instrument, our physical organism. He shall make it yield its utmost on every plane of activity.
   To achieve this total self-consecration, all means are good, all methods have their value. The one thing needful is to persevere in our will to attain this goal. For then everything we study, every action we perform, every human being we meet, all come to bring us an indication, a help, a light to guide us on the path.
   Before I close, I shall add a few pages for those who have already made apparently fruitless efforts, for those who have encountered the pitfalls on the way and seen the measure of their weakness, for those who are in danger of losing their self-confidence and courage. These pages, intended to rekindle hope in the hearts of those who suffer, were written by a spiritual worker at a time when ordeals of every kind were sweeping down on him like purifying flames.
   You who are weary, downcast and bruised, you who fall, who think perhaps that you are defeated, hear the voice of a friend. He knows your sorrows, he has shared them, he has suffered like you from the ills of the earth; like you he has crossed many deserts under the burden of the day, he has known thirst and hunger, solitude and abandonment, and the cruellest of all wants, the destitution of the heart. Alas! he has known too the hours of doubt, the errors, the faults, the failings, every weakness.
   But he tells you: Courage! Hearken to the lesson that the rising sun brings to the earth with its first rays each morning. It is a lesson of hope, a message of solace.
   You who weep, who suffer and tremble, who dare not expect an end to your ills, an issue to your pangs, behold: there is no night without dawn and the day is about to break when darkness is thickest; there is no mist that the sun does not dispel, no cloud that it does not gild, no tear that it will not dry one day, no storm that is not followed by its shining triumphant bow; there is no snow that it does not melt, nor winter that it does not change into radiant spring.
   And for you too, there is no affliction which does not bring its measure of glory, no distress which cannot be transformed into joy, nor defeat into victory, nor downfall into higher ascension, nor solitude into radiating centre of life, nor discord into harmony - sometimes it is a misunderstanding between two minds that compels two hearts to open to mutual communion; lastly, there is no infinite weakness that cannot be changed into strength. And it is even in supreme weakness that almightiness chooses to reveal itself!
   Listen, my little child, you who today feel so broken, so fallen perhaps, who have nothing left, nothing to cover your misery and foster your pride: never before have you been so great! How close to the summits is he who awakens in the depths, for the deeper the abyss, the more the heights reveal themselves!
   Do you not know this, that the most sublime forces of the vasts seek to array themselves in the most opaque veils of Matter? Oh, the sublime nuptials of sovereign love with the obscurest plasticities, of the shadow's yearning with the most royal light!
   If ordeal or fault has cast you down, if you have sunk into the nether depths of suffering, do not grieve - for there indeed the divine love and the supreme blessing can reach you! Because you have passed through the crucible of purifying sorrows, the glorious ascents are yours.
   You are in the wilderness: then listen to the voices of the silence. The clamour of flattering words and outer applause has gladdened your ears, but the voices of the silence will gladden your soul and awaken within you the echo of the depths, the chant of divine harmonies!
   You are walking in the depths of night: then gather the priceless treasures of the night. In bright sunshine, the ways of intelligence are lit, but in the white luminosities of the night lie the hidden paths of perfection, the secret of spiritual riches.
   You are being stripped of everything: that is the way towards plenitude. When you have nothing left, everything will be given to you. Because for those who are sincere and true, from the worst always comes the best.
   Every grain that is sown in the earth produces a thousand. Every wing-beat of sorrow can be a soaring towards glory.
   And when the adversary pursues man relentlessly, everything he does to destroy him only makes him greater.
   Hear the story of the worlds, look: the great enemy seems to triumph. He casts the beings of light into the night, and the night is filled with stars. He rages against the cosmic working, he assails the integrity of the empire of the sphere, shatters its harmony, divides and subdivides it, scatters its dust to the four winds of infinity, and lo! the dust is changed into a golden seed, fertilising the infinite and peopling it with worlds which now gravitate around their eternal centre in the larger orbit of space - so that even division creates a richer and deeper unity, and by multiplying the surfaces of the material universe, enlarges the empire that it set out to destroy.
   Beautiful indeed was the song of the primordial sphere cradled in the bosom of immensity, but how much more beautiful and triumphant is the symphony of the constellations, the music of the spheres, the immense choir that fills the heavens with an eternal hymn of victory!
   Hear again: no state was ever more precarious than that of man when he was separated on earth from his divine origin. Above him stretched the hostile borders of the usurper, and at his horizon's gates watched jailers armed with flaming swords. Then, since he could climb no more to the source of life, the source arose within him; since he could no more receive the light from above, the light shone forth at the very centre of his being; since he could commune no more with the transcendent love, that love offered itself in a holocaust and chose each terrestrial being, each human self as its dwelling-place and sanctuary.
   That is how, in this despised and desolate but fruitful and blessed Matter, each atom contains a divine thought, each being carries within him the Divine Inhabitant. And if no being in all the universe is as frail as man, neither is any as divine as he!
   In truth, in truth, in humiliation lies the cradle of glory! 28 April 1912 ~ The Mother, Words Of Long Ago, The Supreme Discovery,
342:It does not matter if you do not understand it - Savitri, read it always. You will see that every time you read it, something new will be revealed to you. Each time you will get a new glimpse, each time a new experience; things which were not there, things you did not understand arise and suddenly become clear. Always an unexpected vision comes up through the words and lines. Every time you try to read and understand, you will see that something is added, something which was hidden behind is revealed clearly and vividly. I tell you the very verses you have read once before, will appear to you in a different light each time you re-read them. This is what happens invariably. Always your experience is enriched, it is a revelation at each step.

But you must not read it as you read other books or newspapers. You must read with an empty head, a blank and vacant mind, without there being any other thought; you must concentrate much, remain empty, calm and open; then the words, rhythms, vibrations will penetrate directly to this white page, will put their stamp upon the brain, will explain themselves without your making any effort.

Savitri alone is sufficient to make you climb to the highest peaks. If truly one knows how to meditate on Savitri, one will receive all the help one needs. For him who wishes to follow this path, it is a concrete help as though the Lord himself were taking you by the hand and leading you to the destined goal. And then, every question, however personal it may be, has its answer here, every difficulty finds its solution herein; indeed there is everything that is necessary for doing the Yoga.

*He has crammed the whole universe in a single book.* It is a marvellous work, magnificent and of an incomparable perfection.

You know, before writing Savitri Sri Aurobindo said to me, *I am impelled to launch on a new adventure; I was hesitant in the beginning, but now I am decided. Still, I do not know how far I shall succeed. I pray for help.* And you know what it was? It was - before beginning, I warn you in advance - it was His way of speaking, so full of divine humility and modesty. He never... *asserted Himself*. And the day He actually began it, He told me: *I have launched myself in a rudderless boat upon the vastness of the Infinite.* And once having started, He wrote page after page without intermission, as though it were a thing already complete up there and He had only to transcribe it in ink down here on these pages.

In truth, the entire form of Savitri has descended "en masse" from the highest region and Sri Aurobindo with His genius only arranged the lines - in a superb and magnificent style. Sometimes entire lines were revealed and He has left them intact; He worked hard, untiringly, so that the inspiration could come from the highest possible summit. And what a work He has created! Yes, it is a true creation in itself. It is an unequalled work. Everything is there, and it is put in such a simple, such a clear form; verses perfectly harmonious, limpid and eternally true. My child, I have read so many things, but I have never come across anything which could be compared with Savitri. I have studied the best works in Greek, Latin, English and of course French literature, also in German and all the great creations of the West and the East, including the great epics; but I repeat it, I have not found anywhere anything comparable with Savitri. All these literary works seems to me empty, flat, hollow, without any deep reality - apart from a few rare exceptions, and these too represent only a small fraction of what Savitri is. What grandeur, what amplitude, what reality: it is something immortal and eternal He has created. I tell you once again there is nothing like in it the whole world. Even if one puts aside the vision of the reality, that is, the essential substance which is the heart of the inspiration, and considers only the lines in themselves, one will find them unique, of the highest classical kind. What He has created is something man cannot imagine. For, everything is there, everything.

It may then be said that Savitri is a revelation, it is a meditation, it is a quest of the Infinite, the Eternal. If it is read with this aspiration for Immortality, the reading itself will serve as a guide to Immortality. To read Savitri is indeed to practice Yoga, spiritual concentration; one can find there all that is needed to realise the Divine. Each step of Yoga is noted here, including the secret of all other Yogas. Surely, if one sincerely follows what is revealed here in each line one will reach finally the transformation of the Supramental Yoga. It is truly the infallible guide who never abandons you; its support is always there for him who wants to follow the path. Each verse of Savitri is like a revealed Mantra which surpasses all that man possessed by way of knowledge, and I repeat this, the words are expressed and arranged in such a way that the sonority of the rhythm leads you to the origin of sound, which is OM.

My child, yes, everything is there: mysticism, occultism, philosophy, the history of evolution, the history of man, of the gods, of creation, of Nature. How the universe was created, why, for what purpose, what destiny - all is there. You can find all the answers to all your questions there. Everything is explained, even the future of man and of the evolution, all that nobody yet knows. He has described it all in beautiful and clear words so that spiritual adventurers who wish to solve the mysteries of the world may understand it more easily. But this mystery is well hidden behind the words and lines and one must rise to the required level of true consciousness to discover it. All prophesies, all that is going to come is presented with the precise and wonderful clarity. Sri Aurobindo gives you here the key to find the Truth, to discover the Consciousness, to solve the problem of what the universe is. He has also indicated how to open the door of the Inconscience so that the light may penetrate there and transform it. He has shown the path, the way to liberate oneself from the ignorance and climb up to the superconscience; each stage, each plane of consciousness, how they can be scaled, how one can cross even the barrier of death and attain immortality. You will find the whole journey in detail, and as you go forward you can discover things altogether unknown to man. That is Savitri and much more yet. It is a real experience - reading Savitri. All the secrets that man possessed, He has revealed, - as well as all that awaits him in the future; all this is found in the depth of Savitri. But one must have the knowledge to discover it all, the experience of the planes of consciousness, the experience of the Supermind, even the experience of the conquest of Death. He has noted all the stages, marked each step in order to advance integrally in the integral Yoga.

All this is His own experience, and what is most surprising is that it is my own experience also. It is my sadhana which He has worked out. Each object, each event, each realisation, all the descriptions, even the colours are exactly what I saw and the words, phrases are also exactly what I heard. And all this before having read the book. I read Savitri many times afterwards, but earlier, when He was writing He used to read it to me. Every morning I used to hear Him read Savitri. During the night He would write and in the morning read it to me. And I observed something curious, that day after day the experiences He read out to me in the morning were those I had had the previous night, word by word. Yes, all the descriptions, the colours, the pictures I had seen, the words I had heard, all, all, I heard it all, put by Him into poetry, into miraculous poetry. Yes, they were exactly my experiences of the previous night which He read out to me the following morning. And it was not just one day by chance, but for days and days together. And every time I used to compare what He said with my previous experiences and they were always the same. I repeat, it was not that I had told Him my experiences and that He had noted them down afterwards, no, He knew already what I had seen. It is my experiences He has presented at length and they were His experiences also. It is, moreover, the picture of Our joint adventure into the unknown or rather into the Supermind.

These are experiences lived by Him, realities, supracosmic truths. He experienced all these as one experiences joy or sorrow, physically. He walked in the darkness of inconscience, even in the neighborhood of death, endured the sufferings of perdition, and emerged from the mud, the world-misery to breathe the sovereign plenitude and enter the supreme Ananda. He crossed all these realms, went through the consequences, suffered and endured physically what one cannot imagine. Nobody till today has suffered like Him. He accepted suffering to transform suffering into the joy of union with the Supreme. It is something unique and incomparable in the history of the world. It is something that has never happened before, He is the first to have traced the path in the Unknown, so that we may be able to walk with certitude towards the Supermind. He has made the work easy for us. Savitri is His whole Yoga of transformation, and this Yoga appears now for the first time in the earth-consciousness.

And I think that man is not yet ready to receive it. It is too high and too vast for him. He cannot understand it, grasp it, for it is not by the mind that one can understand Savitri. One needs spiritual experiences in order to understand and assimilate it. The farther one advances on the path of Yoga, the more does one assimilate and the better. No, it is something which will be appreciated only in the future, it is the poetry of tomorrow of which He has spoken in The Future Poetry. It is too subtle, too refined, - it is not in the mind or through the mind, it is in meditation that Savitri is revealed.

And men have the audacity to compare it with the work of Virgil or Homer and to find it inferior. They do not understand, they cannot understand. What do they know? Nothing at all. And it is useless to try to make them understand. Men will know what it is, but in a distant future. It is only the new race with a new consciousness which will be able to understand. I assure you there is nothing under the blue sky to compare with Savitri. It is the mystery of mysteries. It is a *super-epic,* it is super-literature, super-poetry, super-vision, it is a super-work even if one considers the number of lines He has written. No, these human words are not adequate to describe Savitri. Yes, one needs superlatives, hyperboles to describe it. It is a hyper-epic. No, words express nothing of what Savitri is, at least I do not find them. It is of immense value - spiritual value and all other values; it is eternal in its subject, and infinite in its appeal, miraculous in its mode and power of execution; it is a unique thing, the more you come into contact with it, the higher will you be uplifted. Ah, truly it is something! It is the most beautiful thing He has left for man, the highest possible. What is it? When will man know it? When is he going to lead a life of truth? When is he going to accept this in his life? This yet remains to be seen.

My child, every day you are going to read Savitri; read properly, with the right attitude, concentrating a little before opening the pages and trying to keep the mind as empty as possible, absolutely without a thought. The direct road is through the heart. I tell you, if you try to really concentrate with this aspiration you can light the flame, the psychic flame, the flame of purification in a very short time, perhaps in a few days. What you cannot do normally, you can do with the help of Savitri. Try and you will see how very different it is, how new, if you read with this attitude, with this something at the back of your consciousness; as though it were an offering to Sri Aurobindo. You know it is charged, fully charged with consciousness; as if Savitri were a being, a real guide. I tell you, whoever, wanting to practice Yoga, tries sincerely and feels the necessity for it, will be able to climb with the help of Savitri to the highest rung of the ladder of Yoga, will be able to find the secret that Savitri represents. And this without the help of a Guru. And he will be able to practice it anywhere. For him Savitri alone will be the guide, for all that he needs he will find Savitri. If he remains very quiet when before a difficulty, or when he does not know where to turn to go forward and how to overcome obstacles, for all these hesitations and incertitudes which overwhelm us at every moment, he will have the necessary indications, and the necessary concrete help. If he remains very calm, open, if he aspires sincerely, always he will be as if lead by the hand. If he has faith, the will to give himself and essential sincerity he will reach the final goal.

Indeed, Savitri is something concrete, living, it is all replete, packed with consciousness, it is the supreme knowledge above all human philosophies and religions. It is the spiritual path, it is Yoga, Tapasya, Sadhana, in its single body. Savitri has an extraordinary power, it gives out vibrations for him who can receive them, the true vibrations of each stage of consciousness. It is incomparable, it is truth in its plenitude, the Truth Sri Aurobindo brought down on the earth. My child, one must try to find the secret that Savitri represents, the prophetic message Sri Aurobindo reveals there for us. This is the work before you, it is hard but it is worth the trouble. - 5 November 1967

~ The Mother, Sweet Mother, The Mother to Mona Sarkar, [T0],
343:One little picture in this book, the Magic Locket, was drawn by 'Miss Alice Havers.' I did not state this on the title-page, since it seemed only due, to the artist of all these (to my mind) wonderful pictures, that his name should stand there alone.
The descriptions, of Sunday as spent by children of the last generation, are quoted verbatim from a speech made to me by a child-friend and a letter written to me by a lady-friend.
The Chapters, headed 'Fairy Sylvie' and 'Bruno's Revenge,' are a reprint, with a few alterations, of a little fairy-tale which I wrote in the year 1867, at the request of the late Mrs. Gatty, for 'Aunt Judy's Magazine,' which she was then editing.
It was in 1874, I believe, that the idea first occurred to me of making it the nucleus of a longer story.
As the years went on, I jotted down, at odd moments, all sorts of odd ideas, and fragments of dialogue, that occurred to me--who knows how?--with a transitory suddenness that left me no choice but either to record them then and there, or to abandon them to oblivion. Sometimes one could trace to their source these random flashes of thought--as being suggested by the book one was reading, or struck out from the 'flint' of one's own mind by the 'steel' of a friend's chance remark but they had also a way of their own, of occurring, a propos of nothing --specimens of that hopelessly illogical phenomenon, 'an effect without a cause.' Such, for example, was the last line of 'The Hunting of the Snark,' which came into my head (as I have already related in 'The Theatre' for April, 1887) quite suddenly, during a solitary walk: and such, again, have been passages which occurred in dreams, and which I cannot trace to any antecedent cause whatever. There are at least two instances of such dream-suggestions in this book--one, my Lady's remark, 'it often runs in families, just as a love for pastry does', the other, Eric Lindon's badinage about having been in domestic service.

And thus it came to pass that I found myself at last in possession of a huge unwieldy mass of litterature--if the reader will kindly excuse the spelling --which only needed stringing together, upon the thread of a consecutive story, to constitute the book I hoped to write. Only! The task, at first, seemed absolutely hopeless, and gave me a far clearer idea, than I ever had before, of the meaning of the word 'chaos': and I think it must have been ten years, or more, before I had succeeded in classifying these odds-and-ends sufficiently to see what sort of a story they indicated: for the story had to grow out of the incidents, not the incidents out of the story I am telling all this, in no spirit of egoism, but because I really believe that some of my readers will be interested in these details of the 'genesis' of a book, which looks so simple and straight-forward a matter, when completed, that they might suppose it to have been written straight off, page by page, as one would write a letter, beginning at the beginning; and ending at the end.

It is, no doubt, possible to write a story in that way: and, if it be not vanity to say so, I believe that I could, myself,--if I were in the unfortunate position (for I do hold it to be a real misfortune) of being obliged to produce a given amount of fiction in a given time,--that I could 'fulfil my task,' and produce my 'tale of bricks,' as other slaves have done. One thing, at any rate, I could guarantee as to the story so produced--that it should be utterly commonplace, should contain no new ideas whatever, and should be very very weary reading!
This species of literature has received the very appropriate name of 'padding' which might fitly be defined as 'that which all can write and none can read.' That the present volume contains no such writing I dare not avow: sometimes, in order to bring a picture into its proper place, it has been necessary to eke out a page with two or three extra lines : but I can honestly say I have put in no more than I was absolutely compelled to do.
My readers may perhaps like to amuse themselves by trying to detect, in a given passage, the one piece of 'padding' it contains. While arranging the 'slips' into pages, I found that the passage was 3 lines too short. I supplied the deficiency, not by interpolating a word here and a word there, but by writing in 3 consecutive lines. Now can my readers guess which they are?

A harder puzzle if a harder be desired would be to determine, as to the Gardener's Song, in which cases (if any) the stanza was adapted to the surrounding text, and in which (if any) the text was adapted to the stanza.
Perhaps the hardest thing in all literature--at least I have found it so: by no voluntary effort can I accomplish it: I have to take it as it come's is to write anything original. And perhaps the easiest is, when once an original line has been struck out, to follow it up, and to write any amount more to the same tune. I do not know if 'Alice in Wonderland' was an original story--I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it--but I do know that, since it came out, something like a dozen storybooks have appeared, on identically the same pattern. The path I timidly explored believing myself to be 'the first that ever burst into that silent sea'--is now a beaten high-road: all the way-side flowers have long ago been trampled into the dust: and it would be courting disaster for me to attempt that style again.

Hence it is that, in 'Sylvie and Bruno,' I have striven with I know not what success to strike out yet another new path: be it bad or good, it is the best I can do. It is written, not for money, and not for fame, but in the hope of supplying, for the children whom I love, some thoughts that may suit those hours of innocent merriment which are the very life of Childhood; and also in the hope of suggesting, to them and to others, some thoughts that may prove, I would fain hope, not wholly out of harmony with the graver cadences of Life.
If I have not already exhausted the patience of my readers, I would like to seize this opportunity perhaps the last I shall have of addressing so many friends at once of putting on record some ideas that have occurred to me, as to books desirable to be written--which I should much like to attempt, but may not ever have the time or power to carry through--in the hope that, if I should fail (and the years are gliding away very fast) to finish the task I have set myself, other hands may take it up.
First, a Child's Bible. The only real essentials of this would be, carefully selected passages, suitable for a child's reading, and pictures. One principle of selection, which I would adopt, would be that Religion should be put before a child as a revelation of love--no need to pain and puzzle the young mind with the history of crime and punishment. (On such a principle I should, for example, omit the history of the Flood.) The supplying of the pictures would involve no great difficulty: no new ones would be needed : hundreds of excellent pictures already exist, the copyright of which has long ago expired, and which simply need photo-zincography, or some similar process, for their successful reproduction. The book should be handy in size with a pretty attractive looking cover--in a clear legible type--and, above all, with abundance of pictures, pictures, pictures!
Secondly, a book of pieces selected from the Bible--not single texts, but passages of from 10 to 20 verses each--to be committed to memory. Such passages would be found useful, to repeat to one's self and to ponder over, on many occasions when reading is difficult, if not impossible: for instance, when lying awake at night--on a railway-journey --when taking a solitary walk-in old age, when eyesight is failing or wholly lost--and, best of all, when illness, while incapacitating us for reading or any other occupation, condemns us to lie awake through many weary silent hours: at such a time how keenly one may realise the truth of David's rapturous cry "O how sweet are thy words unto my throat: yea, sweeter than honey unto my mouth!"
I have said 'passages,' rather than single texts, because we have no means of recalling single texts: memory needs links, and here are none: one may have a hundred texts stored in the memory, and not be able to recall, at will, more than half-a-dozen--and those by mere chance: whereas, once get hold of any portion of a chapter that has been committed to memory, and the whole can be recovered: all hangs together.
Thirdly, a collection of passages, both prose and verse, from books other than the Bible. There is not perhaps much, in what is called 'un-inspired' literature (a misnomer, I hold: if Shakespeare was not inspired, one may well doubt if any man ever was), that will bear the process of being pondered over, a hundred times: still there are such passages--enough, I think, to make a goodly store for the memory.
These two books of sacred, and secular, passages for memory--will serve other good purposes besides merely occupying vacant hours: they will help to keep at bay many anxious thoughts, worrying thoughts, uncharitable thoughts, unholy thoughts. Let me say this, in better words than my own, by copying a passage from that most interesting book, Robertson's Lectures on the Epistles to the Corinthians, Lecture XLIX. "If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps."
Fourthly, a "Shakespeare" for girls: that is, an edition in which everything, not suitable for the perusal of girls of (say) from 10 to 17, should be omitted. Few children under 10 would be likely to understand or enjoy the greatest of poets: and those, who have passed out of girlhood, may safely be left to read Shakespeare, in any edition, 'expurgated' or not, that they may prefer: but it seems a pity that so many children, in the intermediate stage, should be debarred from a great pleasure for want of an edition suitable to them. Neither Bowdler's, Chambers's, Brandram's, nor Cundell's 'Boudoir' Shakespeare, seems to me to meet the want: they are not sufficiently 'expurgated.' Bowdler's is the most extraordinary of all: looking through it, I am filled with a deep sense of wonder, considering what he has left in, that he should have cut anything out! Besides relentlessly erasing all that is unsuitable on the score of reverence or decency, I should be inclined to omit also all that seems too difficult, or not likely to interest young readers. The resulting book might be slightly fragmentary: but it would be a real treasure to all British maidens who have any taste for poetry.
If it be needful to apologize to any one for the new departure I have taken in this story--by introducing, along with what will, I hope, prove to be acceptable nonsense for children, some of the graver thoughts of human life--it must be to one who has learned the Art of keeping such thoughts wholly at a distance in hours of mirth and careless ease. To him such a mixture will seem, no doubt, ill-judged and repulsive. And that such an Art exists I do not dispute: with youth, good health, and sufficient money, it seems quite possible to lead, for years together, a life of unmixed gaiety--with the exception of one solemn fact, with which we are liable to be confronted at any moment, even in the midst of the most brilliant company or the most sparkling entertainment. A man may fix his own times for admitting serious thought, for attending public worship, for prayer, for reading the Bible: all such matters he can defer to that 'convenient season', which is so apt never to occur at all: but he cannot defer, for one single moment, the necessity of attending to a message, which may come before he has finished reading this page,' this night shalt thy soul be required of thee.'
The ever-present sense of this grim possibility has been, in all ages, 1 an incubus that men have striven to shake off. Few more interesting subjects of enquiry could be found, by a student of history, than the various weapons that have been used against this shadowy foe. Saddest of all must have been the thoughts of those who saw indeed an existence beyond the grave, but an existence far more terrible than annihilation--an existence as filmy, impalpable, all but invisible spectres, drifting about, through endless ages, in a world of shadows, with nothing to do, nothing to hope for, nothing to love! In the midst of the gay verses of that genial 'bon vivant' Horace, there stands one dreary word whose utter sadness goes to one's heart. It is the word 'exilium' in the well-known passage

Omnes eodem cogimur, omnium
Versatur urna serius ocius
Sors exitura et nos in aeternum
Exilium impositura cymbae.

Yes, to him this present life--spite of all its weariness and all its sorrow--was the only life worth having: all else was 'exile'! Does it not seem almost incredible that one, holding such a creed, should ever have smiled?
And many in this day, I fear, even though believing in an existence beyond the grave far more real than Horace ever dreamed of, yet regard it as a sort of 'exile' from all the joys of life, and so adopt Horace's theory, and say 'let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die.'
We go to entertainments, such as the theatre--I say 'we', for I also go to the play, whenever I get a chance of seeing a really good one and keep at arm's length, if possible, the thought that we may not return alive. Yet how do you know--dear friend, whose patience has carried you through this garrulous preface that it may not be your lot, when mirth is fastest and most furious, to feel the sharp pang, or the deadly faintness, which heralds the final crisis--to see, with vague wonder, anxious friends bending over you to hear their troubled whispers perhaps yourself to shape the question, with trembling lips, "Is it serious?", and to be told "Yes: the end is near" (and oh, how different all Life will look when those words are said!)--how do you know, I say, that all this may not happen to you, this night?
And dare you, knowing this, say to yourself "Well, perhaps it is an immoral play: perhaps the situations are a little too 'risky', the dialogue a little too strong, the 'business' a little too suggestive.
I don't say that conscience is quite easy: but the piece is so clever, I must see it this once! I'll begin a stricter life to-morrow." To-morrow, and to-morrow, and tomorrow!

"Who sins in hope, who, sinning, says,
'Sorrow for sin God's judgement stays!'
Against God's Spirit he lies; quite stops Mercy with insult; dares, and drops,
Like a scorch'd fly, that spins in vain
Upon the axis of its pain,
Then takes its doom, to limp and crawl,
Blind and forgot, from fall to fall."

Let me pause for a moment to say that I believe this thought, of the possibility of death--if calmly realised, and steadily faced would be one of the best possible tests as to our going to any scene of amusement being right or wrong. If the thought of sudden death acquires, for you, a special horror when imagined as happening in a theatre, then be very sure the theatre is harmful for you, however harmless it may be for others; and that you are incurring a deadly peril in going. Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die.
But, once realise what the true object is in life--that it is not pleasure, not knowledge, not even fame itself, 'that last infirmity of noble minds'--but that it is the development of character, the rising to a higher, nobler, purer standard, the building-up of the perfect Man--and then, so long as we feel that this is going on, and will (we trust) go on for evermore, death has for us no terror; it is not a shadow, but a light; not an end, but a beginning!
One other matter may perhaps seem to call for apology--that I should have treated with such entire want of sympathy the British passion for 'Sport', which no doubt has been in by-gone days, and is still, in some forms of it, an excellent school for hardihood and for coolness in moments of danger.
But I am not entirely without sympathy for genuine 'Sport': I can heartily admire the courage of the man who, with severe bodily toil, and at the risk of his life, hunts down some 'man-eating' tiger: and I can heartily sympathize with him when he exults in the glorious excitement of the chase and the hand-to-hand struggle with the monster brought to bay. But I can but look with deep wonder and sorrow on the hunter who, at his ease and in safety, can find pleasure in what involves, for some defenceless creature, wild terror and a death of agony: deeper, if the hunter be one who has pledged himself to preach to men the Religion of universal Love: deepest of all, if it be one of those 'tender and delicate' beings, whose very name serves as a symbol of Love--'thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women'--whose mission here is surely to help and comfort all that are in pain or sorrow!

'Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.' ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno,


1:The same night awaits us all. ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
2:My native land, good night! ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
3:Night, Impossible, Distinction ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
4:Dread of night. Dread of not-night. ~ franz-kafka, @wisdomtrove
5:What a nice night for an evening. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
6:Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night. ~ john-dryden, @wisdomtrove
7:In the night all cats are gray. ~ miguel-de-cervantes, @wisdomtrove
8:It's a fine night to have an evening. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
9:The year is dying in the night. ~ alfred-lord-tennyson, @wisdomtrove
10:Dying is a wild night and a new road. ~ emily-dickinson, @wisdomtrove
11:I have been one acquainted with the night. ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
12:Sound loves to revel in a summer night. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
13:The hard rain nailed the night to the city. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove
14:What makes night within us may leave stars. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
15:Black as night and as beautiful as forever. ~ stephen-king, @wisdomtrove
16:It wouldn't kill you to stay the night anyway. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
17:To hope is to send darkest night into exile. ~ sri-chinmoy, @wisdomtrove
18:What is fright by night is curiosity by day. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
19:Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night. ~ sun-tzu, @wisdomtrove
20:I only ever play Vegas one night at a time. ~ robin-williams, @wisdomtrove
21:The day is for honest men, the night for thieves. ~ euripedes, @wisdomtrove
22:He who take cookie to bed have crummy night ahead. ~ confucius, @wisdomtrove
23:I am one who has been acquainted with the night ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
24:I do love being in my studio. Especially at night. ~ brian-eno, @wisdomtrove
25:I'm an ice sculptor. Last night I made a cube. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
26:I who am in the night will move into the day. ~ giordano-bruno, @wisdomtrove
27:Were toiling upward in the night. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
28:A day without sunshine is like, you know, night. ~ steve-martin, @wisdomtrove
29:And hail their queen, fair regent of the night. ~ charles-darwin, @wisdomtrove
30:Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn. ~ teresa-of-avila, @wisdomtrove
31:Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night. ~ virginia-woolf, @wisdomtrove
32:The night is a tunnel ... a hole into tomorrow. ~ frank-herbert, @wisdomtrove
33:To stay awake all night adds a day to your life. ~ frank-herbert, @wisdomtrove
34:War is like night, she said. It covers everything. ~ elie-wiesel, @wisdomtrove
35:We circle in the night and we are devoured by fire. ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
36:A day with out sun shine is like... ... ... .night ~ steve-martin, @wisdomtrove
37:Hombre, there are bodegas open all night long. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
38:Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
39:The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove
40:Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
41:I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ t-s-eliot, @wisdomtrove
42:A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night. ~ j-r-r-tolkien, @wisdomtrove
43:Designedly God covers in dark night the issue of futurity. ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
44:For the night Shows stars and women in a better light. ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
45:I know so much about men because I went to night school. ~ mae-west, @wisdomtrove
46:Day Play We play all day. Night Fight We fight all night. ~ dr-seuss, @wisdomtrove
47:Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
48:in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems ~ e-e-cummings, @wisdomtrove
49:Man, like a light in the night, is kindled and put out. ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
50:My key to heaven is that I loved Jesus in the night. ~ mother-teresa, @wisdomtrove
51:Then stars arise, and the night is holy. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
52:Got tight on absinthe last night. Did knife tricks. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
53:The nearer the dawn the darker the night. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
54:Infinity? It attracts us like a floodlight in the night. ~ frank-herbert, @wisdomtrove
55:Night, when words fade and things come alive. ~ antoine-de-saint-exupery, @wisdomtrove
56:If your life at night is good, you think you have everything. ~ euripedes, @wisdomtrove
57:I had a dream last night that a hamburger was eating me. ~ jerry-seinfeld, @wisdomtrove
58:Time moves in it special way in the middle of the night. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
59:Failing is an event, not a person. Yesterday ended last night. ~ zig-ziglar, @wisdomtrove
60:I'm the girl that works at Paramount all day, and Fox all night. ~ mae-west, @wisdomtrove
61:A terrible thing happened to me last night again—nothing. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
62:Tis sweet to listen as the night winds creep From leaf to leaf. ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
63:The worst thoughts usually strike in the dead of the night. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
64:Night and the day, when united, Bring forth the beautiful light. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
65:Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
66:God, my God, the night has values that the day never dreamed of. ~ thomas-merton, @wisdomtrove
67:I have only one confidant, and that is the silence of night. ~ soren-kierkegaard, @wisdomtrove
68:Never refer to your wedding night as the original amateur hour. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
69:The night kept coming on in and there was nothing I could do. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
70:Through endless night the earth whirls toward a creation unknown. ~ henry-miller, @wisdomtrove
71:Ignorance is the night of the mind, but a night without moon or star. ~ confucius, @wisdomtrove
72:I’m so tired... I was up all night trying to round off infinity. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
73:My wife has teeth like the stars... they come out at night. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
74:One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all. ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
75:One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once. ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
76:A day of minor profit or prophet led to a night of drunkenness. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
77:Ignorance is the night of the mind, but a night without moon and star. ~ confucius, @wisdomtrove
78:Las Vegas looks the way you'd imagine heaven must look at night. ~ chuck-palahniuk, @wisdomtrove
79:Night is the other half of life, and the better half. ~ johann-wolfgang-von-goethe, @wisdomtrove
80:The light of the day is followed by night, as a shadow follows a body. ~ aristotle, @wisdomtrove
81:Although I am an old man, night is generally my time for walking. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
82:I heard an angel speak last night/And he said, "Write!" ~ elizabeth-barrett-browning, @wisdomtrove
83:I went to a fight the other night, and a hockey game broke out. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
84:Out of the shadows of night The world rolls into light. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
85:Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
86:The other night a mugger took off his mask and made me wear it. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
87:Throw off your worries when you throw off your clothes at night. ~ napoleon-bonaparte, @wisdomtrove
88:A career is wonderful, but you can't curl up with it on a cold night. ~ marilyn-monroe, @wisdomtrove
89:Night has patterns that can be read less by the living than by the dead. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove
90:Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn. ~ rabindranath-tagore, @wisdomtrove
91:A career is a wonderful thing, but you can't snuggle up to it at night. ~ marilyn-monroe, @wisdomtrove
92:Already with thee! tender is the night. . . But here there is no light. . . ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
93:At night, never go to bed without knowing what you'll write tomorrow. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
94:God is day and night, winter and summer, war and peace, surfeit and hunger. ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
95:I saved a girl from being attacked last night. I controlled myself. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
96:To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
97:I stayed in a really old hotel last night. They sent me a wake-up letter. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
98:Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking and loving and dreaming. ~ elie-wiesel, @wisdomtrove
99:Oh, how short are the days! How soon the night overtakes us! ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
100:Out of Eternity the new day is born; Into Eternity at night will return. ~ thomas-carlyle, @wisdomtrove
101:The darkest night is often the bridge to the brightest tomorrow. ~ jonathan-lockwood-huie, @wisdomtrove
102:Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
103:Both read the Bible day and night, but thou read black where I read white. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
104:If we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us out of the imminent night ~ d-h-lawrence, @wisdomtrove
105:If capital and labor ever do get together it's good night for the rest of us. ~ kin-hubbard, @wisdomtrove
106:In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain. ~ aeschylus, @wisdomtrove
107:I often wake up in the night, and I like to have something to think about. ~ marilyn-monroe, @wisdomtrove
108:I read the book of Job last night, I don't think God comes out well in it. ~ virginia-woolf, @wisdomtrove
109:Last night I danced with a stranger, but she just reminded me you were the one. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
110:Many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese&
111:Our emotions Are only “incidents” In the effort to keep day and night together. ~ t-s-eliot, @wisdomtrove
112:The waves of hatred-night can easily be dissolved in the sea of oneness-love. ~ sri-chinmoy, @wisdomtrove
113:I've realized that most of my best ideas have followed a good night's sleep. ~ thomas-edison, @wisdomtrove
114:May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night. ~ aeschylus, @wisdomtrove
115:No one is as capable of gratitude as one who has escaped the kingdom of night. ~ elie-wiesel, @wisdomtrove
116:Last night I played a blank tape at full blast. The mime next door went nuts. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
117:Remember that almost everything looks better after a good night's sleep. ~ h-jackson-brown-jr, @wisdomtrove
118:I forgot and left the lighthouse on all night. Next day the sun wouldn't rise. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
119:I saw myself the lambent easy light Gild the brown horror, and dispel the night. ~ john-dryden, @wisdomtrove
120:The sun was already declining and each of the trees held a premonition of night. ~ e-m-forster, @wisdomtrove
121:Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
122:Be, in this immensity of night, the magic force at your sense's crossroad. ~ rainer-maria-rilke, @wisdomtrove
123:Lente, lente currite, noctis equi. Translation: Run slowly, slowly, horses of the night. ~ ovid, @wisdomtrove
124:Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night". ~ rabindranath-tagore, @wisdomtrove
125:Don't you hate when your hand falls asleep and you know it will be up all night. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
126:I know what it's like to be day and night now; always together, forever apart. ~ nicholas-sparks, @wisdomtrove
127:I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. ~ kurt-vonnegut, @wisdomtrove
128:We had gay burglars the other night; they broke in and rearranged the furniture. ~ robin-williams, @wisdomtrove
129:Logic and sermons never convince, The damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
130:My wife only has sex with me for a purpose. Last night it was to time an egg. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
131:The Word of God is a lamp by night, a light by day, and a delight at all times. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
132:Oh Lord! Open the doors of night for me So that I may leave this place and disappear. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
133:But all night, Aslan and the Moon gazed upon each other with joyful and unblinking eyes. ~ c-s-lewis, @wisdomtrove
134:I hate it when my leg falls asleep. I know that means it's going to be up all night. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
135:People like us don't go out at night cause people like them see us for what we are ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
136:I was making love to my wife the other night, I looked up. She was on the phone. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
137:Well, I sing by night, wander by day. I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
138:What's done at night belongs to the night. In the daytime you don't talk about it. ~ jean-paul-sartre, @wisdomtrove
139:Could you tell night from day? No, I regard all such distinctions as logically impossible. ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
140:On a night without moon or stars you can't see a thing, but you can imagine anything. ~ chuck-palahniuk, @wisdomtrove
141:One night I asked a cabbie to take me where the action is, he took me to my house. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
142:Some men are born great; others have greatness thrust upon them. — Night at the Museum ~ robin-williams, @wisdomtrove
143:Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir. ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
144:A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,- A cap by night, a stocking all the day. ~ oliver-goldsmith, @wisdomtrove
145:Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge. ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
146:Every night, contemplate: What good did I do today? How can I do better tomorrow? ~ mata-amritanandamayi, @wisdomtrove
147:Ignorance isn't bliss, but sometimes ignorance makes it possible for us to sleep at night. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove
148:I'm the only woman who can walk in Central Park at night... and reduce the crime rate. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
149:Night will always be a time of fear and insecurity, and the heart will sink with the sun. ~ isaac-asimov, @wisdomtrove
150:The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove
151:You gotta get up early in the morning to catch a fox and stay up late at night to get a mink. ~ mae-west, @wisdomtrove
152:Follow your pain as if it were a candle in the night, leading you to a place of decision. ~ caroline-myss, @wisdomtrove
153:Inner guidance is heard like soft music in the night by those who have learned to listen. ~ vernon-howard, @wisdomtrove
154:The business of thinking ... undoes every morning what it had finished the night before. ~ hannah-arendt, @wisdomtrove
155:Fasten your seat belts, it's going to be a bumpy night! - As Margo Channing in All About Eve ~ bette-davis, @wisdomtrove
156:I went home each night dizzy and sick. He was murdering me with the sound of his voice. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
157:I wouldn't go that far. But I know my way around the kitchen. I make dinner every night. ~ nicholas-sparks, @wisdomtrove
158:Last night I fell asleep in a satellite dish. My dreams were broadcast all over the world. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
159:Misers get up early in the morning; and burglars, I am informed, get up the night before. ~ g-k-chesterton, @wisdomtrove
160:Oh, give us pleasure in the orch-ard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night. ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
161:The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God! ~ fyodor-dostoevsky, @wisdomtrove
162:The things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
163:God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. ~ rainer-maria-rilke, @wisdomtrove
164:My death has not yet quite arrived, but it is near and inevitable as night follows day. ~ george-washington, @wisdomtrove
165:[I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
166:Midnight! the outpost of advancing day! The frontier town and citadel of night! ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
167:Night life is when everybody says what the hell and you do not remember who paid the bill. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
168:When forced to choose, I will not trade even a night's sleep for the chance of extra profits. ~ warren-buffet, @wisdomtrove
169:It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader. ~ fyodor-dostoevsky, @wisdomtrove
170:It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
171:The moon, like a flowerIn heaven's high bower,With silent delightSits and smiles on the night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
172:The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day. ~ rabindranath-tagore, @wisdomtrove
173:For you to sleep well at night, the aesthetic, the quality, has to be carried all the way through. ~ steve-jobs, @wisdomtrove
174:In a real dark night of the soul it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
175:One night she told me to put out the garbage. I told her "you cooked it, you take it out". ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
176:At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity. ~ e-m-forster, @wisdomtrove
177:Follow your pain as if it were a candle in the night, leading you to a place of decision. ~ norman-vincent-peale, @wisdomtrove
178:For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night. ~ sophocles, @wisdomtrove
179:In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
180:Nor does night conceal men's deeds of ill, but whatsoe'er thou dost, think that some God beholds it. ~ aeschylus, @wisdomtrove
181:There's nothing like stories on a windy night when folks have found a warm place in a cold world. ~ stephen-king, @wisdomtrove
182:There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, &
183:They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
184:A young mind in a healthy body is a wonderful thing. Especially for an old man with an open night. ~ george-burns, @wisdomtrove
185:From heaven even the most miserable life will look like one bad night at an inconvenient hotel. ~ teresa-of-avila, @wisdomtrove
186:It is the hour of pearl‚îthe interval between day and night when time stops and examines itself. ~ john-steinbeck, @wisdomtrove
187:Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then. ~ albert-camus, @wisdomtrove
188:The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
189:What a dog I got. Last night he went on the paper four times - three while I was reading it. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
190:A true spiritual seeker should exercise control all the time, throughout the day and night. ~ mata-amritanandamayi, @wisdomtrove
191:I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
192:I have decided to give the greatest performance of my life! Oh, wait, sorry, that's tomorrow night. ~ steve-martin, @wisdomtrove
193:In Hollywood you can see things at night that are fast enough to be in the Olympics in the day time. ~ will-rogers, @wisdomtrove
194:We have only now, only this single eternal moment opening and unfolding before us, day and night. ~ jack-kornfield, @wisdomtrove
195:May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air. ~ franz-kafka, @wisdomtrove
196:Tomorrow night is nothing but one long sleepless wrestle with yesterday's omissions and regrets. ~ william-faulkner, @wisdomtrove
197:Yet, as only New Yorkers know, if you can get through the twilight, you'll live through the night. ~ dorothy-parker, @wisdomtrove
198:And at night I love to listen to the stars. It is like five hundred million little bells. ~ antoine-de-saint-exupery, @wisdomtrove
199:Last night I stayed up late playing poker with Tarot cards. I got a full house and four people died. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
200:The real power, the power we have to fight for night and day, is not power over things, but over men ~ george-orwell, @wisdomtrove
201:Work every day. No matter what has happened the day or night before, get up and bite on the nail. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
202:When I go to bed at night, I've got so much grease on my body I wear snow chains to hold up my gown. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
203:I fear the man who drinks water and so remembers this morning what the rest of us said last night. ~ benjamin-franklin, @wisdomtrove
204:My house used to be haunted, but the ghosts haven't been back since the night I tried on all my wigs. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
205:The fresh smell of coffee soon wafted through the apartment, the smell that separates night from day. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
206:You don't have to settle for the status quo, for being good enough, for getting by, for working all night. ~ seth-godin, @wisdomtrove
207:I recently took up ice sculpting. Last night I made an ice cube. This morning I made 12, I was prolific. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
208:What gave money its true meaning was its dark-night namelessness, its breathtaking interchangeability. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
209:He slept more than any other president, whether by day or by night. Nero fiddled, but Coolidge only snored. ~ h-l-mencken, @wisdomtrove
210:I do not believe a man can ever leave his business. He ought to think of it by day and dream of it by night. ~ henry-ford, @wisdomtrove
211:It is natural to believe in God when you're alone&
212:The sun shall not smite I by day, nor the moon by night, and everything that I do shall be upfull and right. ~ bob-marley, @wisdomtrove
213:With sex my wife thinks twice before she turns me down. Yeah, once in the morning and once at night. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
214:An everlasting lodestar, that beams the brighter in the heavens the darker here on earth grows the night. ~ thomas-carlyle, @wisdomtrove
215:I teleported home last night with Ron and Sid and Meg Ron stole Meggy's heart away and I got Sidney's leg. ~ douglas-adams, @wisdomtrove
216:It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
217:Money will buy you a bed, but not a good night's sleep, a house but not a home, a companion but not a friend. ~ zig-ziglar, @wisdomtrove
218:Night is falling: at dusk, you must have good eyesight to be able to tell the Good Lord from the Devil. ~ jean-paul-sartre, @wisdomtrove
219:The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
220:When we look up at night and view the stars, everything we see is shinning because of distant nuclear fusion. ~ carl-sagan, @wisdomtrove
221:Y'know, you can't please all the people all the time... and last night, all those people were at my show. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
222:During sex, my girlfriend always wants to talk to me. Just the other night she called me from a hotel. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
223:Miranda in Miranda's sight is old, gray and dirty; Twenty-nine she was last night; This morning she is thirty. ~ ogden-nash, @wisdomtrove
224:Sometimes I fall asleep at night with my clothes on. I'm going to have all my clothes made out of blankets. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
225:Creationists make it sound as though a &
226:My wife met me at the door the other night in a sexy negligee. Unfortunately, she was just coming home. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
227:The piece of equipment I'm most found off is my telescope. The other night I had a superb view of the moon. ~ arthur-c-carke, @wisdomtrove
228:The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can't be found. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
229:There is nothing like the silence and loneliness of night to bring dark shadows over the brightest mind. ~ washington-irving, @wisdomtrove
230:Within thy Grave! Oh no, but on some other flight - Thou only camest to mankind To rend it with Good night ~ emily-dickinson, @wisdomtrove
231:I went for a walk last night and she asked me how long I was going to be gone. I said, &
232:My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears. ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
233:I can assure you that next to my bed, there is always a copy of the Dharmapada which I read from every night. ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove
234:Looking up into the night sky is looking into infinity‚ distance is incomprehensible and therefore meaningless ~ douglas-adams, @wisdomtrove
235:The other night I was lying in bed, looking up at the stars, and I wondered, &
236:There's someone out there for everyone - even if you need a pickaxe, a compass, and night goggles to find them. ~ steve-martin, @wisdomtrove
237:She wore far too much rouge last night and not quite enough clothes; that is always a sign of despair in a woman. ~ oscar-wilde, @wisdomtrove
238:The serene, silent beauty of a holy life is the most powerful influence in the world, next to the night of God. ~ blaise-pascal, @wisdomtrove
239:You ought not to be rude to an eagle, when you are only the size of a hobbit, and are up in hid eyrie at night! ~ j-r-r-tolkien, @wisdomtrove
240:I caught the happy virus last night, when I was out singing beneath the stars. It is remarkably contagious – So kiss me. ~ hafez, @wisdomtrove
241:It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain, but, once conceived, it haunted me day and night. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
242:Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming in the joys of night;Sleep, sleep; in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
243:The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth." ~ rabindranath-tagore, @wisdomtrove
244:Yon Sun that sets upon the sea We follow in his flight; Farewell awhile to him and thee, My native land-Good Night! ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
245:All the plants in my house are dead - I shot them last night. I was teasing them by watering them with ice cubes. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
246:Earth, O Earth, return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn; And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
247:He who sings a song to Christ in the night, sings the best song in all the world; for he sings from the heart. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
248:I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night. ~ erma-bombeck, @wisdomtrove
249:Middle-age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you. ~ ogden-nash, @wisdomtrove
250:Voltaire said about God that ‘there is no God, but don’t tell that to my servant, lest he murder me at night. ~ yuval-noah-harari, @wisdomtrove
251:We should never forget that after every night, there is a dawn. We should never lose our optimistic faith. ~ mata-amritanandamayi, @wisdomtrove
252:Interest works night and day in fair weather and in foul. It gnaws at a man's substance with invisible teeth. ~ henry-ward-beecher, @wisdomtrove
253:In the Jewish religion it says - in the time of deepest darkest night act as if the morning has already come ~ marianne-williamson, @wisdomtrove
254:Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
255:We can walk through the darkest night with the radiant conviction that all things work together for the good. ~ martin-luther-king, @wisdomtrove
256:It has been like hitting up against a solid brick wall. All day and all night long, we battled to get through it. ~ richard-branson, @wisdomtrove
257:It is natural not to care about a sister certainly not when she is four years older and grinds her teeth at night. ~ gertrude-stein, @wisdomtrove
258:I've had quite a lot of luck with dreams. I've often awoken in the night with a phrase or even a whole song in my head. ~ brian-eno, @wisdomtrove
259:Many who have learned from Hesiod the countless names of gods and monsters never understand that night and day are one ~ heraclitus, @wisdomtrove
260:Sleep, sleep, beauty bright, Dreaming in the joys of night; Sleep, sleep; in thy sleep Little sorrows sit and weep. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
261:To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man. ~ william-shakespeare, @wisdomtrove
262:God has made sleep to be a sponge by which to rub out fatigue. A man's roots are planted in night as in a soil. ~ henry-ward-beecher, @wisdomtrove
263:Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. ~ martin-luther-king, @wisdomtrove
264:You cannot put a fire out! A thing that can ignite can go itself- without a flame- E'en through the darkest night! ~ emily-dickinson, @wisdomtrove
265:A library implies an act of faith which generations, still in darkness hid, sign in their night in witness of the dawn. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
266:Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
267:A dull, dark, depressing day in Winter: the whole world looks like a Methodist church at Wednesday night prayer meeting. ~ h-l-mencken, @wisdomtrove
268:A man can do only what he can do. But if he does that each day he can sleep at night and do it again the next day. ~ albert-schweitzer, @wisdomtrove
269:Don't start your day with broken pieces of the past. Yesterday ended last night. Today is a brand new day and it's yours. ~ zig-ziglar, @wisdomtrove
270:Alcohol enables Parliament to do things at eleven at night that no sane person would do at eleven in the morning. ~ george-bernard-shaw, @wisdomtrove
271:And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
272:Returning violence for violence multiplies violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars... ~ martin-luther-king, @wisdomtrove
273:I once dated a girl that was wild. She was so wild that one night she gave her phone number to the mechanical bull. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
274:Success means we go to sleep at night knowing that our talents and ablities were used in a way that served others. ~ marianne-williamson, @wisdomtrove
275:Every moment of the night Forever changing places And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
276:I need a dog pretty badly. I dreamed of dogs last night. They sat in a circle and looked at me and I wanted all of them. ~ john-steinbeck, @wisdomtrove
277:It will rain all this night and we will sleep transfixed by the dark water as our blood runs through our fragile life. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
278:Every night in sleep God takes away all your troubles to show you that you are not a mortal being; you are spirit. ~ paramahansa-yogananda, @wisdomtrove
279:Say, did you read what this writer just dug up in George Washington's diary? I was so ashamed I sat up all night reading it. ~ will-rogers, @wisdomtrove
280:The fate of war is to be exalted in the morning, and low enough at night! There is but one step from triumph to ruin. ~ napoleon-bonaparte, @wisdomtrove
281:It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage... ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
282:Tiger! Tiger! burning bright / In the forests of the night, / What immortal hand or eye / Could frame thy fearful symmetry? ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
283:we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
284:What's money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
285:The unwelcome November rain had perversely stolen the day's last hour and pawned it with that ancient fence, the night. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
286:No one will ever forget that night, and what it meant for this country. But I will never forget the man and what he meant to me. ~ alan-moore, @wisdomtrove
287:There is no night life in Spain. They stay up late but they get up late. That is not night life. That is delaying the day. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
288:In light of heaven, the worst suffering on earth will be seen to be no more serious than one night in an inconvenient hotel. ~ teresa-of-avila, @wisdomtrove
289:All my wife and I do is fight about sex. The other night, we really had it out. Well, I'll put it this way - I had it out. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
290:Do you imagine the universe is agitated? Go into the desert at night and look at the stars. This practice should answer the question. ~ lao-tzu, @wisdomtrove
291:The hippopotamus's day Is passed in sleep; at night he hunts; God works in a mysterious way- The Church can sleep and feed at once. ~ t-s-eliot, @wisdomtrove
292:This is the ending. Now not day only shall be beloved, but night too shall be beautiful and blessed and all its fear pass away. ~ j-r-r-tolkien, @wisdomtrove
293:Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night comes on; But let there never be curtain drawn Between you and me. ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
294:Fear will always knock on your door. Just don't invite it in for dinner. And for heaven's sake, don't offer it a bed for the night. ~ max-lucado, @wisdomtrove
295:One night I came home. I figured, let my wife come on. I'll play it cool. Let her make the first move. She went to Florida. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
296:One of the simple but genuine pleasures in life is getting up in the morning and hurrying to a mousetrap you set the night before. ~ kin-hubbard, @wisdomtrove
297:Our ancestors lived out of doors. They were as familiar with the night sky as most of us are with our favorite television programs. ~ carl-sagan, @wisdomtrove
298:Writing is a deeper sleep than death. Just as one wouldn't pull a corpse from its grave, I can't be dragged from my desk at night. ~ franz-kafka, @wisdomtrove
299:Fill the brain with high thoughts, highest ideals, place them day and night before you, and out of that will come great work. ~ swami-vivekananda, @wisdomtrove
300:Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
301:Laughter is day, and sobriety is night; a smile is the twilight that hovers gently between both, more bewitching than either. ~ henry-ward-beecher, @wisdomtrove
302:Tree at my window, window tree,/ My sash is lowered when night comes on;/ But let there never be curtain drawn/ Between you and me. ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
303:When we wake up in the morning and we make decisions, these decisions come from the night, the night of eternity, our other side. ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove
304:With me, nothing goes right. My psychiatrist said my wife and I should have sex every night. Now, we'll never see each other! ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
305:I lay in bed at night crying to myself. The only one who loved me and watched over me was someone I couldn't see or hear or touch. ~ marilyn-monroe, @wisdomtrove
306:I want to write about people who dream and wait for the night to end, who long for the light so they can hold the ones they love. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
307:One night alone in prayer might make us new men, changed from poverty of soul to spiritual wealth, from trembling to triumphing. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
308:This above all; to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man. ~ william-shakespeare, @wisdomtrove
309:True wisdom gives the only possible answer at any given moment, and that night, going back to bed was the only possible answer. ~ elizabeth-gilbert, @wisdomtrove
310:Trying to predict the future is like trying to drive down a country road at night with no lights while looking out the back window. ~ peter-drucker, @wisdomtrove
311:If you meditate on your ideal, you will acquire its nature. If you think of God day and night, you will acquire the nature of God. ~ sri-ramakrishna, @wisdomtrove
312:Each that we lose takes a part of us; A crescent still abides, Which like the moon, some turbid night,    Is summoned by the tides. ~ emily-dickinson, @wisdomtrove
313:I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light... . ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
314:I opened the show with this line: "I have decided to give the greatest performance of my life! Oh, wait, sorry, that's tomorrow night. ~ steve-martin, @wisdomtrove
315:Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music again. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
316:The dark night of the soul is a journey into light, a journey from your darkness into the strength and hidden resources of your soul. ~ caroline-myss, @wisdomtrove
317:Yes, I answered you last night; No, this morning, sir, I say: Colors seen by candle-light Will not look the same by day. ~ elizabeth-barrett-browning, @wisdomtrove
318:Do not ask the name of the person who seeks a bed for the night. He who is reluctant to give his name is the one who most needs shelter. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
319:God appears, and God is Light,To those poor souls who dwell in Night,But does a human form displayTo those who dwell in realms of day. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
320:I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
321:If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers. ~ antoine-de-saint-exupery, @wisdomtrove
322:In visions of the dark night I have dreamed of joy departed&
323:It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it. ~ john-steinbeck, @wisdomtrove
324:We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night. ~ ralph-waldo-emerson, @wisdomtrove
325:A novel is what you dream in your night sleep. A novel is not waking thoughts although it is written and thought with waking thoughts. ~ gertrude-stein, @wisdomtrove
326:I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away. ~ jean-paul-sartre, @wisdomtrove
327:Some things you have to do every day. Eating about seven apples on Saturday night instead of one a day just isn't going to get the job done. ~ jim-rohn, @wisdomtrove
328:We like to think we live in daylight, but half the world is always dark, and fantasy, like poetry, speaks the language of the night. ~ ursula-k-le-guin, @wisdomtrove
329:We were told four years ago that 17 million people went to bed hungry each night. Well that was probably true. They were all on a diet. ~ ronald-reagan, @wisdomtrove
330:I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England. ~ c-s-lewis, @wisdomtrove
331:I think that the world should be full of cats and full of rain, that's all, just cats and rain, rain and cats, very nice, good night. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
332:At night, when I am alone, I call for you, and whenever my ache seems to be the greatest, you still seem to find a way to return to me. ~ nicholas-sparks, @wisdomtrove
333:God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
334:Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler. ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
335:Q: What do you get when you cross an insomniac, an agnostic, and a dyslexic?A: Someone who stays up all night wondering if there is a Dog. ~ groucho-marx, @wisdomtrove
336:This is not good. This is not right. My feet stick out of bed all night. And when I pull them in, oh dear! My head sticks out of bed out here! ~ dr-seuss, @wisdomtrove
337:When the dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took on flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies. ~ stephen-king, @wisdomtrove
339:Every Night and every MornSome to Misery are born.Every Morn and every NightSome are born to Sweet Delight,Some are born to Endless Night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
340:I can find in my undergraduate classes, bright students who do not know that the stars rise and set at night, or even that the Sun is a star. ~ carl-sagan, @wisdomtrove
341:I'm kinda tired. I was up all night trying to round off infinity. Then I got bored and went out and painted passing lines on curved roads. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
342:In the morning, we carry the world like Atlas; at noon, we stoop and bend beneath it; and at night, it crushes us flat to the ground. ~ henry-ward-beecher, @wisdomtrove
343:Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world; the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
344:The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
345:The little owls call to each other with tremulous, quavering voices throughout the livelong night, as they sit in the creaking trees. ~ theodore-roosevelt, @wisdomtrove
346:Fang took the entire family out for coffee and donuts the other night. The kids enjoyed it. It was the first time they'd ever given blood. ~ phyllis-diller, @wisdomtrove
347:The Bat that flits at close of Eve Has left the Brain that won't believe. The Owl that calls upon the Night Speaks the Unbeliever's fright. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
348:There had to be something wrong with my life. I should have been born a Yugoslavian shepherd who looked up at the Big Dipper every night. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
349:Remember this: When I am gone, only love can take my place. Be absorbed night and day in the love of God, and give that love to all. ~ paramahansa-yogananda, @wisdomtrove
350:The dark night of the soul is a journey into light, a journey from your darkness into the strength and hidden resources of your soul. ~ norman-vincent-peale, @wisdomtrove
351:There is no light in earth or heaven but the cold light of stars; and the first watch of night is given to the red planet Mars. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
352:And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win, A bright torch, and a casement ope at night, To let the warm Love in! ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
353:Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
354:If a man, day and night, thinks he is miserable, low and nothing, nothing he becomes. If you say yea, yea, "I am, I am", so shall you be. ~ swami-vivekananda, @wisdomtrove
355:Night had comenight that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine more clearly than by day. ~ virginia-woolf, @wisdomtrove
356:Every Night and every Morn Some to Misery are born. Every Morn and every Night Some are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
357:It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
358:She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes. ~ lord-byron, @wisdomtrove
359:... sunlight is (life and day are)only loaned:whereas night is given(night and death and the rain are given; and given is how beautifully snow) ~ e-e-cummings, @wisdomtrove
360:The idea for a novel is like a little tiny fire in a dark night. And, one by one, the characters come and stand around it and warm their hands. ~ stephen-king, @wisdomtrove
361:Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful, that's what matters to me. ~ steve-jobs, @wisdomtrove
362:I am rather tired, and no longer young enough to pillage the night to make up for the deficit of hours in the day... " JRR Tolkien, Letter
363:I changed my headlights the other day. I put in strobe lights instead! Now when I drive at night, it looks like everyone else is standing still. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
364:I pray for no more youth To perish before its prime; That Revenge and iron-heated War May fade with all that has gone before Into the night of time. ~ aeschylus, @wisdomtrove
365:Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. ~ elie-wiesel, @wisdomtrove
366:A strict belief in fate is the worst of slavery, imposing upon our necks an everlasting lord and tyrant, whom we are to stand in awe of night and day. ~ epicurus, @wisdomtrove
367:That I be not as those are who spend the day in complaining of headache and the night in drinking the wine which gives the headache! ~ johann-wolfgang-von-goethe, @wisdomtrove
368:They took a survey: Why do men get up in the middle of the night? Ten percent get up to go to the bathroom and 90 percent get up to go home. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
369:Always keep a big bottle of booze at your side. If a bird starts talking nonsense to you in the middle of the night pour yourself a stiff drink. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
370:I have to be alone very often. I'd be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That's how I refuel. ~ audrey-hepburn, @wisdomtrove
371:A sold-out house my first night back. Do you have any idea what kinda pressure that is? I could have been at home in my warm bed, playing Nintendo. ~ richard-pryor, @wisdomtrove
372:At the moment they vanished they were everywhere, the cool benediction of the night descended, the stars sparkled, and the whole universe was a hill. ~ e-m-forster, @wisdomtrove
373:Personally, I enjoy working about 18 hours a day. Besides the short catnaps I take each day, I average about four to five hours of sleep per night. ~ thomas-edison, @wisdomtrove
374:The shimmering night does not stay for mortals, not misfortunes, nor wealth, but in a moment it is gone, and to the turn of another comes joy and loss. ~ sophocles, @wisdomtrove
375:A billion stars go spinning through the night, glittering above your head. But in you is the presence that will be when all the stars are dead. ~ rainer-maria-rilke, @wisdomtrove
376:From a night of more sleep than she had expected, Marianne awoke the next morning to the same consciousness of misery in which she had closed her eyes. ~ jane-austen, @wisdomtrove
377:To hope is to see with the eye of the heart. To hope is to make the heart captain the vital and the body. To hope is to send darkness-night into exile. ~ sri-chinmoy, @wisdomtrove
378:I cannot remember how I felt when the light went out of my eyes. I suppose I felt it was always night and perhaps I wondered why the day did not come. ~ hellen-keller, @wisdomtrove
379:We're introducing separate rooms with double beds in all of our planes so people can actually go with their partner and have a proper night's sleep. ~ richard-branson, @wisdomtrove
380:When home is ruled according to God's Word, angels might be asked to stay a night with us, and they would not find themselves out of their element. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
381:A glimpse is not a vision. But to a man on a mountain road by night, a glimpse of the next three feet of road may matter more than a vision of the horizon. ~ c-s-lewis, @wisdomtrove
382:Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night. ~ rainer-maria-rilke, @wisdomtrove
383:I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others&
384:I read my books at night, like that, under the quilt with the overheated reading lamp. Reading all those good lines while suffocating. It was magic. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
385:When I was a fetus, I used to sneak out at night when my mother was sleeping. I figured I should start stealing stuff while I still had no fingerprints. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
386:Her face was brilliant and glowing; but this glow was not one of brightness; it suggested the fearful glow of a conflagration in the midst of a dark night. ~ leo-tolstoy, @wisdomtrove
387:And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, and silently steal away. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
388:The city is all right. To live in one Is to be civilized, stay up and read Or sing and dance all night and see sunrise By waiting up instead of getting up. ~ robert-frost, @wisdomtrove
389:Ideas are elusive, slippery things. Best to keep a pad of paper and a pencil at your bedside, so you can stab them during the night before they get away. ~ earl-nightingale, @wisdomtrove
390:I should write for the mere yearning and fondness I have for the beautiful, even if my night's labors should be burnt every morning and no eye shine upon them. ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
391:Last night somebody broke into my apartment and replaced everything with exact duplicates... When I pointed it out to my roommate, he said, "Do I know you? ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
392:Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a divine poet (to chronicle their deeds). ~ horace, @wisdomtrove
393:Night is always darker before the dawn and life is the same, the hard times will pass, every thing will get better and sun will shine brighter then ever. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
394:I know, I know - you're a woman who's had a lot of tough breaks. Well, we can clean and tighten those brakes, but you'll have to stay in the garage all night. ~ groucho-marx, @wisdomtrove
395:Middle age is when you go to bed at night and hope you feel better in the morning. Old age is when you go to bed at night and hope you wake up in the morning. ~ groucho-marx, @wisdomtrove
396:Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night. ~ mark-twain, @wisdomtrove
397:We may speak about a place where there are no tears, no death, no fear, no night; but those are just the benefits of heaven. The beauty of heaven is seeing God. ~ max-lucado, @wisdomtrove
398:Many of us have made our world so familiar that we do not see it anymore. An interesting question to ask yourself at night is, What did I really see this day? ~ john-odonohue, @wisdomtrove
399:Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destin'd Hour and went his way. ~ omar-khayyam, @wisdomtrove
400:To swear day and night by media slander will make one a bigger victim than the slandered. It doesn't take much to begin to fear a mere illusion of human badness. ~ criss-jami, @wisdomtrove
401:Day full-blown and splendid-day of the immense sun, action, ambition, laughter, The Night follows close with millions of suns, and sleep and restoring darkness. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
402:I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine,But O, he lives in the moony light!I thought to find Love in the heat of day,But sweet Love is the comforter of night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
403:Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the cobwebs of the firmament. ~ victor-hugo, @wisdomtrove
404:Let neither tear nor reproach besmirch this declaration of the mastery of God who, with magnificent irony, granted me both the gift of books and the night. ~ jorge-luis-borges, @wisdomtrove
405:The washing-up was so dismally real that Bilbo was forced to believe the party of the night before had not been part of his bad dreams, as he had rather hoped. ~ j-r-r-tolkien, @wisdomtrove
407:Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore - Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore! Quoth the raven, `Nevermore. ~ edgar-allan-poe, @wisdomtrove
408:How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? ~ dr-seuss, @wisdomtrove
409:A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation. ~ elizabeth-barrett-browning, @wisdomtrove
410:Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
411:God has the tough end of the deal. What if instead of planting the seed you had to make the tree? That would keep you up late at night, trying to figure that one out. ~ jim-rohn, @wisdomtrove
412:If I had the stars from the darkest night and the diamonds from the deepest ocean, I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss, for that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'. ~ bob-dylan, @wisdomtrove
413:If your life at night is good, you think you have Everything; but, if in that quarter things go wrong, You will consider your best and truest interests Most hateful. ~ euripedes, @wisdomtrove
414:So here hath been dawning Another blue day; Think, wilt thou let it Slip useless away? Out of eternity This new day is born, Into eternity At night will return. ~ thomas-carlyle, @wisdomtrove
415:I had seen the damp lying on the outside of my little window, as if some goblin had been crying there all night, and using the window for a pocket-handkerchief. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
416:I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine, But O, he lives in the moony light! I thought to find Love in the heat of day, But sweet Love is the comforter of night. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
417:Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
418:The flowers that sleep by night, opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation's mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
419:The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
420:Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown. ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
421:So, I sit at the hotel at night and I think of something that's funny. Or, If the pen is too far away, I have to convince myself that what I thought of wasn't funny. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
422:I always thought Johnny Carson was just brilliant, and I used to watch him and all the comics that would be on the show every night - and I'd dream about it being me. ~ steven-wright, @wisdomtrove
423:The months before my son was born, I used to yell from night to morn, &
424:Don't you know that day dawns after night, showers displace drought, and spring and summer follow winter? Then, have hope!  Hope forever, for God will not fail you! ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
425:It was a long and gloomy night that gathered on me, haunted by the ghosts of many hopes, of many dear remembrances, many errors, many unavailing sorrows and regrets. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
426:I've been a musician since I was nine. I think a ghost or goblin visited me in the night. Maybe aliens abducted me, or a divine figure sent me a spiritual memo. Who knows. ~ alan-cohen, @wisdomtrove
427:Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations. ~ alan-watts, @wisdomtrove
428:You've forgotten those June nights at the Riviera... the night I drank Champagne from your slipper - two quarts. It would have been more but you were wearing inner soles. ~ groucho-marx, @wisdomtrove
429:I cannot walk through the suburbs in the solitude of the night without thinking that the night pleases us because it suppresses idle details, just as our memory does. ~ jorge-luis-borges, @wisdomtrove
430:Then it had not been merely the stars to which he had aspired on that June night. He came alive to me, delivered suddenly from the womb of his purposeless splendour. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
431:While I am compassed round With mirth, my soul lies hid in shades of grief, Whence, like the bird of night, with half-shut eyes, She peeps, and sickens at the sight of day. ~ john-dryden, @wisdomtrove
432:I will work day and night to avoid failure, but if I can't, I'll pick myself up the next day. The most important thing for entrepreneurs is not to be put off by failure. ~ richard-branson, @wisdomtrove
433:What is the knocking? What is the knocking at the door in the night? It is somebody who wants to do us harm. No, no, it is the three strange angels. Admit them, admit them. ~ d-h-lawrence, @wisdomtrove
434:When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance... ~ john-keats, @wisdomtrove
435:In December ring Every day the chimes; Loud the gleemen sing In the streets their merry rhymes. Let us by the fire Ever higher Sing them till the night expire! ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
436:Late last night and the night before, tommyknockers, tommyknockers knocking on my door. I wanna go out, don't know if I can &
437:Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm, That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy; And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
438:Tens of millions of Americans who neither know or understand the actual arguments for, or even against, evolution, march in the Army of the Night with their Bibles held high ~ isaac-asimov, @wisdomtrove
439:The fool who repeats again and again: "I am bound, I am bound," remains in bondage. He who repeats day and night: "I am a sinner, I am a sinner," becomes a sinner indeed. ~ sri-ramakrishna, @wisdomtrove
440:It is impossible for one man both to labor day and night to get a living, and at the same time give himself to the study of sacred learning as the preaching office requires. ~ martin-luther, @wisdomtrove
441:I note that some whom I greatly love and esteem, who are, in my judgment, among the very choicest of God's people, nevertheless, travel most of the way to heaven by night. ~ charles-spurgeon, @wisdomtrove
442:Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find, A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which day and night doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews. ~ john-dryden, @wisdomtrove
443:Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art&
444:Is mankind alone in the universe? Or are there somewhere other intelligent beings looking up into their night sky from very different worlds and asking the same kind of question? ~ carl-sagan, @wisdomtrove
445:I tell ya, my wife, we get along good cause we have our own arrangement. I mean, one night a week I go out with the boys and one night a week, she goes out with the boys. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
446:We believe that according the name &
447:We live in a flash of light; evening comes and it is night forever. It's only a flash and we waste it. We waste it with our anxiety, our worries, our concerns, our burdens. ~ anthony-de-mello, @wisdomtrove
448:Have faith in Guru, in his teachings, and in the surety that you can get free. Think day and night that this universe is zero, only God is. Have intense desire to get free. ~ swami-vivekananda, @wisdomtrove
449:It follows then as certain as that night succeeds the day, that without a decisive naval force we can do nothing definitive, and with it, everything honorable and glorious. ~ george-washington, @wisdomtrove
450:But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
451:I began to like New York, the racy, adventurous feel of it at night, and the satisfaction that the constant flicker of men and women and machines gives to the restless eye. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
452:You mightn't happen to have a piece of cheese about you, now? No? Well, many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese-toasted, mostly-and woke up again, and here I were. ~ robert-louis-stevenson, @wisdomtrove
453:In light of heaven, the worst suffering on earth, a life full of the most atrocious tortures on earth, will be seen to be no more serious than one night in an inconvenient hotel. ~ mother-teresa, @wisdomtrove
454:It's true though: time moves in its own special way in the middle of the night," the bartender says, loudly striking a book match and lighting a cigarette. "You can't fight it. ~ haruki-murakami, @wisdomtrove
455:Jesus has made Himself the Bread of Life to give us life. Night and day, He is there. If you really want to grow in love, come back to the Eucharist, come back to that Adoration. ~ mother-teresa, @wisdomtrove
456:What we think of as Halloween is really the product of media barons, city mayors, and candy-makers. You know, before the 1920s, Halloween was really a terrible, terrible night. ~ chuck-palahniuk, @wisdomtrove
457:Women my age just don't turn me on. That's another problem with getting older. I took out an older woman the other night, and I mean old. I told her, Act your age. She died. ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
458:Dreams and restless thoughts came flowing to him from the river, from the twinkling stars at night, from the sun's melting rays. Dreams and a restlessness of the soul came to him. ~ hermann-hesse, @wisdomtrove
459:If I'd had any way of knowing that things were- as Lily Tomlin once said- going to get a whole lot worse before they got worse, I'm not sure how I would have slept that night. ~ elizabeth-gilbert, @wisdomtrove
460:I never write in the daytime. It's like running through the shopping mall with your clothes off. Everybody can see you. At night ... that's when you pull the tricks ... magic. ~ charles-bukowski, @wisdomtrove
461:Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love. ~ walt-whitman, @wisdomtrove
462:Consider the fellow. He never spends his time telling you about his previous night's date. You get the idea he has eyes only for you and wouldn't think of looking at another woman. ~ marilyn-monroe, @wisdomtrove
463:I see America spreading disaster. I see America as a black curse upon the world. I see a long night settling in and that mushroom which has poisoned the world withering at the roots. ~ henry-miller, @wisdomtrove
464:We want to do a lot of stuff; we're not in great shape, we didn't get a good night's sleep, we're a little depressed. Coffee solves all these problems in one delightful little cup. ~ jerry-seinfeld, @wisdomtrove
465:Hope doesn't require a massive chain where heavy links of logic hold it together. A thin wire will do... just strong enough to get us through the night until the winds die down. ~ charles-r-swindoll, @wisdomtrove
466:I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips... the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow. ~ alfred-lord-tennyson, @wisdomtrove
467:The sound of a small bell during a dark night, is louder than the din of traffic outside your window during rush hour. Surprise and differentiation have far more impact than noise does. ~ seth-godin, @wisdomtrove
468:What if in Scotland's wilds we viel'd our head, Where tempests whistle round the sordid bed; Where the rug's two-fold use we might display, By night a blanket, and a plaid by day. ~ oliver-goldsmith, @wisdomtrove
469:For we have thought the longer thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils' tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
470:In order to know whether a human being is young or old, offer it food of different kinds at short intervals. If young, it will eat anything at any hour of the day or night. ~ oliver-wendell-holmes-jr, @wisdomtrove
471:Sex is our deepest form of consciousness. It is utterly non-ideal, non-mental. It is pure blood-consciousness... . It is the consciousness of the night, when the soul is almost asleep. ~ d-h-lawrence, @wisdomtrove
472:The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright&
473:Every act of life, from the morning toothbrush to the friend at dinner, became an effort. I hated the night when I couldn't sleep and I hated the day because it went toward night. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
474:Wake! For the Sun, who scatter'd into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav'n, and strikes The Sultan's Turret with a Shaft of Light ~ omar-khayyam, @wisdomtrove
475:Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire. ~ franz-kafka, @wisdomtrove
476:The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. ~ william-blake, @wisdomtrove
477:The whitewash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door; The chest, contriv'd a double debt to pay,- A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day. ~ oliver-goldsmith, @wisdomtrove
478:Watch out for dark streets in big cities because there are a lot of strange beings that hang out there at night, let alone the people. Don't you remember anything from your other lives? ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove
479:I been watchin' you, workin day and night, slavin so hard you barely have time to catch your breath. People do that for three reasons. Either they crazy, or stupid, or tryin' to forget. ~ nicholas-sparks, @wisdomtrove
480:Observing that the market was FREQUENTLY efficient, EMT Adherents went on to conclude incorrectly that it was ALWAYS efficient. The difference between these propositions is night and day. ~ warren-buffet, @wisdomtrove
481:The sight of day and night, and the months and the revolutions of the years, have created number and have given us conception of time, and the power of inquiring about the nature of the Universe. ~ plato, @wisdomtrove
482:The soul is a temple; and God is silently building it by night and by day. Precious thoughts are building it; disinterested love is building it; all-penetrating faith is building it. ~ henry-ward-beecher, @wisdomtrove
483:I know people who believe in ghosts but don’t believe in themselves. It’s kind of sad. Okay you don’t think you’ll ever make it as a musician, but last night you saw a translucent caveman. ~ mitch-hedberg, @wisdomtrove
484:As long as the mind is enslaved, the body can never be free. Psychological freedom, a firm sense of self-esteem, is the most powerful weapon against the long night of physical slavery. ~ martin-luther-king, @wisdomtrove
485:But the nearer the dawn the darker the night, And by going wrong all things come right. Things have been mended that were worse, and the the worse, the nearer they are to mend. ~ henry-wadsworth-longfellow, @wisdomtrove
486:The life of man is a long march through the night, surrounded by invisible foes, tortured by weariness and pain, towards a goal that few can hope to reach, and where none may tarry long. ~ bertrand-russell, @wisdomtrove
487:Time can't be managed. I merely manage activities. Each night, I write down on a sheet of paper a list of the things I have to accomplish the next day. And when I wake up ... I do them. ~ earl-nightingale, @wisdomtrove
488:I love this quote uttered by the character Widget in The Night Circus. He credits it to Herr Thiessen but knows it is a literary quote by the another author. "Wine is bottled poetry ~ robert-louis-stevenson, @wisdomtrove
489:I tell ya, sex is getting harder all the time. Me and my wife were trying to have sex for hours last night and I finally gave up. I asked her, "what, you can't think of anybody either?" ~ rodney-dangerfield, @wisdomtrove
490:Whatever man loves, that is his god. For he carries it in his heart; he goes about with it night and day; he sleeps and wakes with it, be it what it may - wealth or self, pleasure or renown. ~ martin-luther, @wisdomtrove
491:I feel as though whenever I create something, my Mr. Hyde wakes up in the middle of the night and starts thrashing it. I sometimes love it the next morning, but other times it is an abomination. ~ criss-jami, @wisdomtrove
492:Everybody goes into different dimensional planes. You do it every night when you dream. You are journeying into other dimensional planes. Dreams are not just functions of the cerebral cortex. ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove
493:The whiskey died away in time and was renewed and died again, but the street ran on. From that night the thousand streets ran as one street, with imperceptible corners and changes of scene. ~ william-faulkner, @wisdomtrove
494:The wind is rushing after us, and the clouds are flying after us, and the moon is plunging after us, and the whole wild night is in pursuit of us; but, so far we are pursued by nothing else. ~ charles-dickens, @wisdomtrove
495:Engage with the Bible. Meditate on it day and night. Think and rethink about God's Word. Let it be your guide. Make it your go-to book for questions. Let it be the ultimate authority in your life. ~ max-lucado, @wisdomtrove
496:Research shows that playing cards once a week or meeting friends every Wednesday night at Starbucks adds as many years to our lives as taking beta blockers or quitting a pack-a-day smoking habit. ~ brene-brown, @wisdomtrove
497:The kiss originated when the first male reptile licked the first female reptile, implying in a subtle way that she was as succulent as the small reptile he had for dinner the night before. ~ f-scott-fitzgerald, @wisdomtrove
498:I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it. ~ ernest-hemingway, @wisdomtrove
499:On life’s journey faith is nourishment, virtuous deeds are a shelter, wisdom is the light by day and right mindfulness is the protection by night. If a man lives a pure life, nothing can destroy him.   ~ buddha, @wisdomtrove
500:The night before Atlantis sank beneath the waves forever, the members of the MysterySchool set sail from their doomed continent in twelve boats, headed for twelve different points on the globe. ~ frederick-lenz, @wisdomtrove

*** NEWFULLDB 2.4M ***

1:A waltz for a night ~ Julie Delpy,
2:DATE NIGHT ~ Rachel Kramer Bussel,
3:Every night.” Zane ~ Abigail Roux,
4:I'm a late-night guy. ~ Dane Cook,
5:late at night once ~ Dani Shapiro,
6:To girls' night out! ~ Maya Banks,
7:Caves of Night—I ~ Zoraida C rdova,
8:Good night, Christian. ~ E L James,
9:Knowledge is night! ~ Walter Moers,
10:Place a name upon the night ~ Enya,
11:Work at it night and day. ~ Horace,
12:Never at night. ~ Keith C Blackmore,
13:brandy to sleep at night. ~ J D Robb,
14:G'night, Van. Love you. ~ Maya Banks,
15:I come alive in the night time ~ Drake,
16:Night falling on the city ~ David Gray,
17:night-light of our fears, ~ Laurie Lee,
18:One must use the night. ~ Tove Jansson,
19:Silent night, holy ~ Ingeborg Bachmann,
20:The Big Night, a movie ~ Cindy Chupack,
21:The same night awaits us all. ~ Horace,
22:I'm kind of a night owl. ~ Barack Obama,
23:Life begins at night ~ Charlaine Harris,
24:Once upon a Lammas Night ~ Robert Burns,
25:Rough Night, Kitten? ~ Cherise Sinclair,
26:The night destroys the sun ~ Ryan Adams,
27:Will night never come? ~ Samuel Beckett,
28:All night, my face next ~ Imtiaz Dharker,
29:Defenceless under the night ~ W H Auden,
30:Good night, my love. ~ Rebecca Ethington,
31:It was a lucky night. ~ Charles Bukowski,
32:I was having sex most the night. ~ Tijan,
33:Last night, she had died. ~ Nalini Singh,
34:My native land, good night! ~ Lord Byron,
35:called Jared back last night, ~ T R Ragan,
36:Come away with in the night ~ Norah Jones,
37:I like to work at night. ~ Terry Southern,
38:Still night. Still early. ~ Anthony Doerr,
39:The night I didn’t come home. ~ Mia Asher,
40:The night is a strawberry. ~ Louise Penny,
41:The wild night is calling. ~ Van Morrison,
42:At once, good night- ~ William Shakespeare,
43:by night only crazy things ~ Charles Olson,
44:Damn, my word of the night ~ Richelle Mead,
45:Pongs rode again last night. ~ J K Rowling,
46:There was no miracle that night. ~ Ed King,
47:When I met you last night baby ~ Nate Dogg,
48:Black as night, sweet as sin. ~ Neil Gaiman,
49:Every night is a time for drink. ~ Gannicus,
50:I caught the happy virus last night ~ Hafez,
51:I do Skid Row every night. ~ Sebastian Bach,
52:It helps me sleep at night. ~ George W Bush,
53:Last night I fled until I came ~ Allen Tate,
54:Love's night is noon. ~ William Shakespeare,
55:Making night hideous. ~ William Shakespeare,
56:Move children! Vamanos! ~ M Night Shyamalan,
57:Prongs rode again last night. ~ J K Rowling,
58:Quiet night, that brings ~ Philip Massinger,
59:the infinite Manhattan night. ~ Rachel Cohn,
60:THE NIGHT OF CARAVAL EVE ~ Stephanie Garber,
61:Trust not one night's ice. ~ George Herbert,
62:Be my angel. Just for the night. ~ S L Scott,
63:Everyone is small at night. ~ Cornelia Funke,
64:Good night, and good luck. ~ Edward R Murrow,
65:It was a dark and stormy night. ~ Alan Gratz,
66:Night and day you are the one, ~ Cole Porter,
67:Yesterday ended last night. ~ John C Maxwell,
68:I own the night...the heat's my receipt. ~ Ka,
69:Last night I had a peace dream. ~ Ringo Starr,
70:Mama says mine is a night mind. ~ Jack Womack,
71:Night and day, you are the one. ~ Cole Porter,
72:'Tis the witching hour of night, ~ John Keats,
73:And I wear my sunglasses at night ~ Corey Hart,
74:Day, night, late, early, ~ William Shakespeare,
75:Every single night I'm nervous. ~ Vivien Leigh,
76:I could eat a knob at night. ~ Karl Pilkington,
77:Night is the mother of thoughts. ~ John Florio,
78:Reform is not a one-night stand. ~ John Bolton,
79:The night birds were calling. ~ Naomi Alderman,
80:The night is also a sun. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche,
81:The Night Sky is full of dead stars, ~ Unknown,
82:There's no night without stars. ~ Andre Norton,
83:until the night it ate the baby. ~ Dave Duncan,
84:a night-time journey of the soul ~ John le Carr,
85:At night I can write for hours. ~ Lauren Conrad,
86:I enjoy Saturday night racing. ~ Dale Earnhardt,
87:It was the night before Christmas. ~ John Green,
88:Last night I had a peace dream... ~ Ringo Starr,
89:Men use the night to erase us. ~ Andrea Dworkin,
90:Night. Wind. Stars. Sea. Stones. ~ Tim Willocks,
91:Noble knights never sleep at night. ~ Anonymous,
92:One night of slavery is too much. ~ Darren Shan,
93:Satire is what closes Saturday night. ~ Juvenal,
94:She gives the night its dreams. ~ Chris Cornell,
95:The barbarians come out at night. ~ J M Coetzee,
96:What hath night to do with sleep? ~ John Milton,
97:Where I am, it is always night. ~ Douglas Clegg,
98:had changed last Friday night? ~ Deborah Crombie,
99:I could have danced all night! ~ Alan Jay Lerner,
100:I like movie night,” she whispers. ~ Alexa Riley,
101:Night Comes to the Cumberland. ~ James Lee Burke,
102:Night was running ahead of itself. ~ Jorge Amado,
103:That night I dreamed of turduckens. ~ S A Bodeen,
104:The darkest night is ignorance. ~ Gautama Buddha,
105:The night is darkening round me, ~ Emily Bronte,
106:The night was mossy and hot... ~ Cathleen Schine,
107:We're taking back the night ~ Karen Marie Moning,
108:What a fucking gorgeous night! ~ Kirsten Hubbard,
109:Words at night were feral things. ~ Joy Williams,
110:A blustering night, a faire day. ~ George Herbert,
111:At night a candle's brighter than the sun ~ Sting,
112:Dread of night. Dread of not-night. ~ Franz Kafka,
113:It was a stormy and dark night; ~ Alexandre Dumas,
114:Night falls fast. Today is the past. ~ John Green,
115:Night is the mother of counsels. ~ George Herbert,
116:That night lasted a thousand years. ~ Rick Yancey,
117:There are many shadows in the night. ~ V E Schwab,
118:The year is dying in the night. ~ Alfred Tennyson,
119:What a nice night for an evening. ~ Steven Wright,
120:Whatever gets you through the night ~ John Lennon,
121:Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night ~ Eugene Field,
122:Yet this is the watch by night. ~ Arthur Rimbaud,
123:All men are brothers in the night. ~ Peter V Brett,
124:All the animals come out at night. ~ Paul Schrader,
125:And that night meant nothing, Sean. ~ Elle Kennedy,
126:I blame myself every night we lose. ~ Johnny Damon,
127:I dreamed of Milderhurst that night. ~ Kate Morton,
128:I reboot [my Windows PC] every night. ~ Bill Gates,
129:Night begins to muffle up the day. ~ George Wither,
130:One night. May the best witch win. ~ Erin Kellison,
131:The night comes stealing o'er me, ~ Heinrich Heine,
132:The night is just a part of the day ~ Paulo Coelho,
133:The woman who died night after night ~ Octavio Paz,
134:Upon the honey’d middle of the night, ~ John Keats,
135:What drug will keep night from coming? ~ Neko Case,
136:A fantabulous night to make romance. ~ Van Morrison,
137:At night the sky is pure astronomy. ~ Nicole Krauss,
138:back of that woman’s dress that night ~ Deb Caletti,
139:Chilli dawgs always bark at night. ~ Lewis Grizzard,
140:France lost a great novel last night. ~ Victor Hugo,
141:Getting dark now; always does at night. ~ C S Lewis,
142:I can't sleep at night. Can you? ~ Megan McCafferty,
143:I knew this because alone at night ~ Kristen Ashley,
144:I thank the Lord for the night time. ~ Neil Diamond,
145:It’s taco night at Portland Street. ~ Gordon Korman,
146:It was a dark and stormy night. ~ Madeleine L Engle,
147:I want night, deep ambrosial night. ~ Georg B chner,
148:May your night guard never fail you. ~ Stephen King,
149:Night falls fast. Today is in the past, ~ Anonymous,
150:Night falls fast. Today is in the past ~ John Green,
151:Night, having Sleep, the brother of Death. ~ Hesiod,
152:Oh the secrets of the night. ~ William Kent Krueger,
153:Ray Wilkins' day will come one night ~ Bobby Robson,
154:Sable-vested Night, eldest of things. ~ John Milton,
155:the night, Charlene made the long ride ~ Robyn Carr,
156:The same night, the same rain. ~ Alejandra Pizarnik,
157:Too many voices out there in the night. ~ Anne Rice,
158:What hath the night to do with sleep? ~ John Milton,
159:And I expect I shan't sleep all night... ~ Anonymous,
160:Because I cannot sleep I make music at night. ~ Rumi,
161:Do not go gentle into that good night ~ Dylan Thomas,
162:Faith can turn the night to light. ~ Seth Adam Smith,
163:In winter I get up at night ~ Robert Louis Stevenson,
164:It is the neon epic of Saturday night. ~ Don DeLillo,
165:It's late at night and I can't sleep. ~ Adam Lambert,
166:Joy rul'd the day, and Love the night. ~ John Dryden,
167:Love! Love until the night collapses! ~ Pablo Neruda,
168:Night falls fast. Today is in the past. ~ John Green,
169:Nocte liber sum. By night I am free. ~ Courtney Cole,
170:Oft in the silence of the night, ~ Louisa May Alcott,
171:Only thing on right now, like a night light. ~ Drake,
172:Twas the night before Thanksgiving. ~ Craig Ferguson,
173:Yes. Tonight’s the night, Sofia.” He ~ Bella Forrest,
174:You’re night, Duchess, she was day. ~ Kristen Ashley,
175:All night have the roses heard ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson,
176:A perfect night... a perfect forever ~ Mary E Pearson,
177:Do not go gentle into that good night. ~ Dylan Thomas,
178:Everything was on television last night ~ Don DeLillo,
179:I like the night life, I like to boogy. ~ Greg Proops,
180:I'm only lonely through the night. ~ John O Callaghan,
181:In the night all cats are gray. ~ Miguel de Cervantes,
182:I record all night and sleep all day. ~ Damian Marley,
183:I try all night to play a pretty note. ~ Jimi Hendrix,
184:It was a hot, moist armpit of a night... ~ Mike Carey,
185:Just accept it will be a bad night, ~ Suzanne Collins,
186:Oh Lord! Open the doors of night for me ~ Victor Hugo,
187:On another night, they'd have won 2-2. ~ Ron Atkinson,
188:Once in the dream of a night I stood ~ Sarojini Naidu,
189:Praise the Lord of One-Night Stands, ~ Lauren Blakely,
190:the dark night of the soul is endless. ~ Gerald G May,
191:To a great night, a great Lanthorne. ~ George Herbert,
192:We dream every night, all the time. ~ Stephen LaBerge,
193:We fight every night, now that's not kosher ~ Extra P,
194:At night make me one with the darkness ~ Wendell Berry,
195:Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow. ~ Jane Curtin,
196:I love driving in the city at night. ~ Waris Ahluwalia,
197:I quit drinking every night, at 1:30 A.M. ~ Ryan Adams,
198:I saw A Hard Day's Night 12 or 13 times. ~ Pat Metheny,
199:Is this the night sky I've always seen? ~ Blake Crouch,
200:It's a marvelous night for a moondance! ~ Van Morrison,
201:It was a dark and stormy night. ~ Edward Bulwer Lytton,
202:It was you a came in last night, wasn't it? ~ T A Grey,
203:I want more than last night. I want you. ~ Donna Grant,
204:Let the night come. We are not afraid. ~ Poppy Z Brite,
205:Love can sun the realms of night. ~ Friedrich Schiller,
206:Many a night I saw the Pleiads, ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson,
207:May was like the Friday night of summer: ~ Lisa Jewell,
208:...morning is the soul's night. ~ David Foster Wallace,
209:One night turned out to be a lifetime. ~ Lorelei James,
210:prison cell upgrade: $82 per night. ~ Michael J Sandel,
211:Red sky at night, the city's alight. ~ Terry Pratchett,
212:There are things that go bump in the night ~ Anonymous,
213:The year is dying in the night. ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson,
214:We love the night and it's quiet. ~ Fitz James O Brien,
215:Will you come down and kiss me good night? ~ Anais Nin,
216:Will you come down and kiss me good night? ~ Ana s Nin,
217:All the best secrets are told at night. ~ Mark Lawrence,
218:Because I cannot sleep i make music in the night ~ Rumi,
219:But it was night, it stayed night. ~ Zora Neale Hurston,
220:By day I am nothing, by night I am I. ~ Fernando Pessoa,
221:Dark the Night, with breath all flowers, ~ George Eliot,
222:Day and night I always dream with open eyes. ~ Jos Mart,
223:Dying is a wild night and a new road. ~ Emily Dickinson,
224:I'm not a creature of the night, mate. ~ Patrick Rafter,
225:I never saw true beauty till this night. ~ Lisa Kessler,
226:It's a beautiful day for a night game. ~ Frankie Frisch,
227:its been a long night" "aren't they all? ~ Sarah Dessen,
228:moment,” Dad repeated. “Good night, guys. ~ R J Palacio,
229:O starry night, This is how I want to die ~ Anne Sexton,
230:The brightest star on a cloudless night ~ Dave Matthews,
231:the wine the sadness and the night ~ Alejandra Pizarnik,
232:This night the password was silence. ~ Vladimir Nabokov,
233:was “Night Moves” by Bob Seeger. This, he ~ Mary McNear,
234:We can discuss it tomorrow. Good night. ~ Aleatha Romig,
235:As night falls, every joy glows brighter. ~ Mason Cooley,
236:By day I was a slave; by night, I was a prince. ~ Mu Xin,
238:Feel safe at night. Sleep with a fireman. ~ Pamela Clare,
239:Good-night, Mister Sherlock Holmes. ~ Arthur Conan Doyle,
240:her by night, somebody gets killed, see? ~ Louis L Amour,
241:Her screams spiraled up into the night air ~ Holly Black,
242:I am calm as a windless winter night. ~ Patrick Rothfuss,
243:In the night, imagining some fear, ~ William Shakespeare,
244:It was a dark and stormy night... ~ Edward Bulwer Lytton,
245:It was hot, the night we burned Chrome. ~ William Gibson,
246:Like a star in the cupped hands of night. ~ Laini Taylor,
247:Night had come and eaten everything. ~ Rebecca Ethington,
248:Night moves don't work in the morning. ~ Caroline Kepnes,
249:Out of the night that covers me, ~ William Ernest Henley,
250:Out of the shadows of night ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
251:somewhere in the night someone was writing ~ Neil Gaiman,
252:The day is not only God's, the night is his also. ~ Osho,
253:The moon was sewn into the sky that night ~ Markus Zusak,
254:The morning steals upon the night, ~ William Shakespeare,
255:Then at night, we could hardly sleep. This ~ Fred Gipson,
256:The night glittered brilliantly then. ~ Banana Yoshimoto,
257:'The Night Of.' I pray there will be more. ~ Judd Apatow,
258:The night snows stars and the earth creaks. ~ Ted Hughes,
259:The universe is amply supplied with night. ~ Neil Gaiman,
260:The universe must be having a slow night. ~ Cath Crowley,
261:tonight it taco night" -rachel (cam's mom) ~ Ally Carter,
262:article has 10 foods for a good night’s sleep ~ S J Scott,
263:At night returning, every labour sped, ~ Oliver Goldsmith,
264:Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh. ~ Charlie Sheen,
265:Folks were doin' a lot of runnin' that night ~ Harper Lee,
266:I come alive at night. I'm such a night owl. ~ Mpho Koaho,
267:I have been one acquainted with the night. ~ Robert Frost,
268:I love to dance and dance all night long. ~ Douglas Booth,
269:I took the wife out last night; one punch! ~ Jim Davidson,
270:It's a perfect night for burning witches. ~ Sarah Henning,
271:Live every day as if it were Saturday night. ~ Al McGuire,
272:Morning’s for sweat, and night’s for regret ~ Scott Lynch,
273:My mind was red paint across black night. ~ Douglas Clegg,
274:Night and darkness made a believer of everyone. ~ Kat Cho,
275:Night coaxed out the stars, my jailers. ~ Roshani Chokshi,
276:Night, G'rard."

" 'Night, mouse. ~ Teresa Medeiros,
277:Now Rann the Kite brings home the night ~ Rudyard Kipling,
278:skin white as snow, hair black as night... ~ Regina Doman,
279:Sometimes I'm at stool all night."
507 ~ Hilary Mantel,
280:Sound loves to revel in a summer night. ~ Edgar Allan Poe,
281:The hard rain nailed the night to the city. ~ Dean Koontz,
282:The night cometh when no man can work. ~ John the Apostle,
283:These blessed candles of the night. ~ William Shakespeare,
284:The significant owl hoots in the night. ~ Terry Pratchett,
285:The world is a playground, and death is the night. ~ Rumi,
286:What makes night within us may leave stars. ~ Victor Hugo,
287:what that meant. He could spend the night ~ Rachel Abbott,
288:all large cities are alike at night. ~ Svetlana Alliluyeva,
289:And I feel happy for the rest of the night. ~ Jillian Dodd,
290:And that night she dreamed in French. ~ Erica Bauermeister,
291:Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody. ~ Sam Cooke,
292:Between the dusk of a summer night ~ William Ernest Henley,
293:Black as night and as beautiful as forever. ~ Stephen King,
294:Blind Willie Johnson. ‘Dark Was the Night. ~ Samantha Hunt,
295:In my window night
invents another night ~ Octavio Paz,
296:It wasn't going to be our day on the night. ~ Bryan Robson,
297:It wouldn't kill you to stay the night anyway. ~ Bob Dylan,
298:Memory, all-night's bedside tattoo artist. ~ Charles Simic,
299:My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant. ~ Sarah J Maas,
300:Night is a curious child, wandering ~ Frank Marshall Davis,
301:Praise day at night, and life at the end. ~ George Herbert,
302:See what I have to put up with every night? ~ Sean Hannity,
303:Somewhere in the night, someone was writing. ~ Neil Gaiman,
304:swinging off the bay. “We rode all night, ~ Larry McMurtry,
305:Telephones ringing at night are important. ~ Dalton Trumbo,
306:the night before? He had been away four whole ~ Celeste Ng,
307:The night is a wonderful country to rule. ~ Alexander Chee,
308:The night is black, as black as night. ~ Melissa Etheridge,
309:The night is dark, the waters deep, ~ Helen Maria Williams,
310:This is one night I wish I smoked and drank. ~ Grace Kelly,
311:Thousands of stars in the night sky, ~ John Walter Bratton,
312:To hope is to send darkest night into exile. ~ Sri Chinmoy,
313:What is fright by night is curiosity by day. ~ Victor Hugo,
314:Awful Night! Ancestral mystery of mysteries. ~ George Eliot,
315:Come spend the night inside my sugar walls. ~ Sheena Easton,
316:Every night, my love. All nights are yours. ~ Tiffany Reisz,
317:For every dark night there is a brighter day ~ Tupac Shakur,
318:I get like six or so hours of sleep a night. ~ James Franco,
319:I'm for whatever gets you through the night ~ Frank Sinatra,
320:I never have a bad night, bad day, bad moment. ~ Nina Hagen,
321:In the night I brush
my teeth with a razor ~ Kevin Young,
322:It was a dark and stormy night. - Snoopy ~ Charles M Schulz,
323:Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night. ~ Sun Tzu,
324:May night continue to fall upon the orchestra ~ Andr Breton,
325:Music is moonlight in the gloomy night of life. ~ Jean Paul,
326:My idea of a good night out is staying in. ~ Martin Freeman,
327:Night and day. Dark and light. Fae and Human. ~ Chanda Hahn,
328:One dreams all day as well as all night . . . ~ Ian Fleming,
329:Satire is what closes on Saturday night. ~ George S Kaufman,
330:That night Flora wanted to eat watermelon. ~ Dorit Rabinyan,
331:The Bee Gees are a fly-by-night sort of group. ~ Barry Gibb,
332:The Brooklyn Dodgers had a no hitter last night. ~ Bob Dole,
333:Thinking at night isn’t good for anybody. ~ James Lee Burke,
334:Well, it's a marvelous night for a Moondance ~ Van Morrison,
335:You never know where the night will take you. ~ Rachel Cohn,
336:2) Get a good night sleep before the test. ~ Jawanza Kunjufu,
337:A calm night is open to all the truths. ~ Mehmet Murat ildan,
338:aquariums of people look out into the night. ~ Joanna Cannon,
339:As artists, we like night more than day sometimes. ~ Ang Lee,
340:A thief loves the night. I am day. I reveal essences. ~ Rumi,
341:For every dark night, there's a brighter day. ~ Tupac Shakur,
342:I am that merry wanderer of the night. ~ William Shakespeare,
343:I an not tired, but the night is coming. ~ Nikos Kazantzakis,
344:I hate it when people don’t spend the night. ~ Amanda Palmer,
345:I have seized the day, and the night too. ~ Mary Ann Shaffer,
346:I like to be home every night with my family. ~ Lou Ferrigno,
347:I must become a borrower of the night. ~ William Shakespeare,
348:In rain during a dark night, enter that darkness. ~ Rajneesh,
349:I only ever play Vegas one night at a time. ~ Robin Williams,
350:I usually sleep just a few hours a night. ~ Jackson Rathbone,
351:I work all day, and get half-drunk at night. ~ Philip Larkin,
352:Last night I let the party get the best of me. ~ Wiz Khalifa,
353:Let's go in and dance the night away." Cliff ~ Stacy Claflin,
354:May night continue to fall upon the orchestra ~ Andre Breton,
355:Mother Night and May The Darkness Be Merciful! ~ Anne Bishop,
356:One Night Stand that you should definitely read ~ J S Cooper,
357:On the third night after Bonnie's death, ~ Margaret Mitchell,
358:Stress from blogging keeps me up at night. ~ Jessica Valenti,
359:Sum up at night what thou hast done by day. ~ George Herbert,
360:That hour o' night's black arch the keystane. ~ Robert Burns,
361:The candle glimmers but an hour. The night ~ George Sterling,
362:The original 'About Last Night' was phenomenal. ~ Kevin Hart,
363:Well, lookee there. Be a fuck of a night, yay? ~ Stacia Kane,
364:What are you out here for at this time of night? ~ L J Smith,
365:What keeps you awake at night?
Demons. ~ Bernhard Schlink,
366:Whores don’t get millions for a night with me ~ Meghan March,
367:Writing day and night for months… that’s hard. ~ C J Cherryh,
368:You are my home, my heart, my love. Good night. ~ F bio Moon,
369:A night without stars is a night wasted. ~ Mehmet Murat ildan,
370:Come to me in the silence of the night, ~ Christina Rossetti,
371:Day or night, good or bad…all things from within. ~ T F Hodge,
372:Fat girl, terrestrial, my summer, my night, ~ Wallace Stevens,
373:I can hear the library humming in the night, ~ Billy Collins,
374:I love going out every night. It’s so exciting. ~ Andy Warhol,
375:I'm an insomniac, my mind works the night shift. ~ Pete Wentz,
376:I'm going to scare a lot of kids Thursday night. ~ Jon Gruden,
377:It began the night we died on the Kamikaze. ~ Neal Shusterman,
378:It's not the sort of night for bed, anyhow. ~ Kenneth Grahame,
379:I was born at night, but it wasn't last night. ~ Stephen King,
380:Late-night prejudice was apparently exhausting. ~ Chloe Neill,
381:Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night... ~ Sun Tzu,
382:Loves a battlefield it's not a one night stand. ~ Kevin Gates,
383:My business doesn't keep me warm at night. ~ Bethenny Frankel,
384:My makeup is usually left over from the night before. ~ Kesha,
385:Night coming tenderly
Black like me. ~ John Howard Griffin,
386:Night skies that go all the way to your edges. ~ Cath Crowley,
387:night. “Will you ever teach us magic, Grandma? ~ Chris Colfer,
388:On dreary night let lusty sunshine fall. ~ Friedrich Schiller,
389:The day is for honest men, the night for thieves. ~ Euripides,
390:The moon stays bright when it doesn't avoid the night. ~ Rumi,
391:The ton will be all atwitter about last night ~ Loretta Chase,
392:Who can sleep on the night that God became man? ~ Edith Stein,
393:A day with out sun shine is like..........night ~ Steve Martin,
394:Cat and Dog were ganging up on Ferret last night. ~ Wendy Mass,
395:Day and Night with you would never be enough. ~ Elizabeth Fama,
396:Don’t shoot me. It would really ruin my night. ~ Lynette Eason,
397:Each night a child is born is a holy night. ~ Sophia Lyon Fahs,
398:Every night I pray to God: 'Please, no more wack MC's.' ~ J Ro,
399:Everyone said good-night and went to his room. ~ Carolyn Keene,
400:For the night is dark and full of terrors. ~ George R R Martin,
401:He who take cookie to bed have crummy night ahead. ~ Confucius,
402:How bittersweet it is, on winter's night, ~ Charles Baudelaire,
403:I am one who has been acquainted with the night ~ Robert Frost,
404:I do love being in my studio. Especially at night. ~ Brian Eno,
405:I do the same thing every night, but different. ~ Terry Bozzio,
406:I got into comedy so I could stay out all night. ~ Artie Lange,
407:I'm an ice sculptor. Last night I made a cube. ~ Mitch Hedberg,
408:It is not night when I do see your face. ~ William Shakespeare,
409:It's been a long night.

Aren't they all. ~ Sarah Dessen,
410:I who am in the night will move into the day. ~ Giordano Bruno,
411:Life is a journey in the darkness of the night. ~ Panchatantra,
412:night of the tequila shots. She remembered how ~ Maria Murnane,
413:Oh! if to dance all night, and dress all day, ~ Alexander Pope,
414:Sleep is an under-ocean dipped into each night. ~ Jim Morrison,
415:Sunset is the opening music of the night. ~ Mehmet Murat ildan,
416:The Christians to the lions sold out every night. ~ Ray Davies,
417:The darker the night, the brighter the stars. ~ Vasily Rozanov,
418:The night comes on that knows not morn, ~ Alfred Lord Tennyson,
419:There's no point being frightened of the night. ~ Karen Foxlee,
420:Train by day, Joe Rogan podcast by night, all day. ~ Nick Diaz,
421:What if this present were the world's last night? ~ John Donne,
422:When it was the One Hundred and Forty-first Night, ~ Anonymous,
423:When the night burned its cloak in the sunrise... ~ Tanith Lee,
424:When the night falls, my lonely heart calls. ~ Whitney Houston,
425:yourself to sleep at night. Bleed your weasel. ~ Anthony Doerr,
426:A day without sunshine is like, you know, night. ~ Steve Martin,
427:at least . . . and still as close as any night’s ~ Stephen King,
428:At night I dream of things I scoff at by day. ~ Jaclyn Dolamore,
429:boathouse. “Good night, Harley.” “Don’t give ~ Jayne Ann Krentz,
430:Books are important. They help you sleep at night. ~ Laura Bush,
431:cannon used. The night of the grand festivity ~ Jonathan Stroud,
432:Children of the night?’ ‘Believe me, they’re down ~ Simon Clark,
433:College football is LSU's Tiger Stadium at night. ~ Rick Reilly,
434:During the night we must wait for the light. ~ Francis de Sales,
435:Good night, sweet Finn. Good night, good night. ~ Courtney Cole,
436:He that contemplates hath a day without night. ~ George Herbert,
437:I had it not at night but by the morning's first ~ Stephen King,
438:I like to go hear jazz late-night up in Harlem. ~ Daniel Boulud,
439:Im not gay, but the man in my bed last night was. ~ Tom DeLonge,
440:in the August night and the perspective of Beacon ~ Henry James,
441:is it like this every night, while we're asleep? ~ Jodi Picoult,
442:I think every great champion has a bad night. ~ Ricardo Mayorga,
443:It's always night, or we wouldn't need light. ~ Thelonious Monk,
444:I've long ago compromised my eight hours a night. ~ Tim Robbins,
445:I want to go home at night and feel discomfort. ~ Nicole Kidman,
446:knows!’ ‘Funny thing to do at that time of night, ~ Enid Blyton,
447:Nobody knew the Iron Man had fallen. Night passed. ~ Ted Hughes,
448:on F. Scott Fitzgerald’s Tender Is the Night, ~ Liza Klaussmann,
449:The deep of night is crept upon our talk, ~ William Shakespeare,
450:The night felt both eternal and instantaneous. ~ Katherine Howe,
451:The night is a tunnel ... a hole into tomorrow. ~ Frank Herbert,
452:Vntroubled night they say giues counsell best. ~ Edmund Spenser,
453:We blasted holes in the night until she bled sunshine ~ Mos Def,
454:When it seems like the night will last forever, ~ Robert Hunter,
455:You can sit right on my middle finger for the night ~ Lil Wayne,
456:You can't make a date in death's dateless night. ~ Joe Haldeman,
457:Your beauty lights up the darkest night,” he said. ~ Fiona Paul,
458:And hail their queen, fair regent of the night. ~ Charles Darwin,
459:And then, one fairy night, May became June. ~ F Scott Fitzgerald,
460:armed, but they had the cover of night on their side. ~ L T Ryan,
461:At night I count
not the stars
but the dark. ~ Kevin Young,
462:Being in the woods at night is a beautiful thing. ~ Hugo Weaving,
463:Boys like a little more booty to hold at night. ~ Meghan Trainor,
464:Day and night, meditate forever on the Lord. ~ Guru Gobind Singh,
465:Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of night. ~ Neil Gaiman,
466:Do you fall every night, Bran?” Jojen asked quietly. ~ Anonymous,
467:Each night passed with a devastating sameness. ~ George Saunders,
468:Fine. Then I love you, my little Night Crawler. ~ Veronica Rossi,
469:God looked on God, as ghosts meet in the night. ~ G K Chesterton,
470:Holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night! ~ Bonnie Tyler,
471:Hug the stars, Aspen.” “Good night to you, too. ~ Natalia Jaster,
472:Hurry up, before there's no more night left. ~ Maggie Stiefvater,
473:I have always been most comfortable at night. ~ Patrick Rothfuss,
474:It’s always night, or we wouldn’t need light. — ~ Thomas Pynchon,
475:It's been a long night."

"Aren't they all. ~ Sarah Dessen,
476:I was hanging out with Jonathan Richman last night. ~ Evan Dando,
477:Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone. ~ Billy Squier,
478:Make merry each day, dance and play day and night!3 ~ David Rose,
479:Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night. ~ Virginia Woolf,
480:Night conceals a world but reveals a universe. ~ Robert Browning,
481:Night falls fast. Today is in the past. ~ Edna St Vincent Millay,
482:No night is long enough for us to dream twice. ~ Mahmoud Darwish,
483:Only a fool would cross a night traveler. ~ Kathleen O Neal Gear,
484:Save me from the ones that haunt me in the night. ~ Oliver Sykes,
485:See you soon my strange joy, my tender night. ~ Vladimir Nabokov,
486:Sleep is a shallow death we practice every night. ~ Lydia Netzer,
487:The night swallowed him up like a thieving fox. ~ Cornelia Funke,
488:The night was as black as the inside of a cat. ~ Terry Pratchett,
489:The night was electric - The night was in italics. ~ Martin Amis,
490:The obscurity of the night was in my favour. For ~ Matthew Lewis,
491:This night would have been so much more pleasant ~ Meljean Brook,
492:Time [is] flowing in the middle of the night. ~ Alfred the Great,
493:To stay awake all night adds a day to your life. ~ Frank Herbert,
494:War is like night, she said. It covers everything. ~ Elie Wiesel,
495:We circle in the night and we are devoured by fire. ~ Heraclitus,
496:We fell in love last night. He's the coolest guy. ~ James Franco,
497:We walked through night until there was a poem. ~ Brenda Hillman,
498:After every dark night always comes a brighter day. ~ Laura Bates,
499:as night fell, he gave in to the dark thoughts. ~ Chigozie Obioma,
500:every night when the hours grew too long ~ Gabriel Garc a M rquez,
501:Hombre, there are bodegas open all night long. ~ Ernest Hemingway,
502:I am creature of the night and dark corners. ~ MarcyKate Connolly,
503:I can't miss a night's work and let my public down. ~ Patsy Cline,
504:I dream about sex every single night. I can’t stop, ~ Celia Aaron,
505:If love be blind, it best agrees with night ~ William Shakespeare,
506:I'm afraid I did not pray hard enough last night. ~ Etty Hillesum,
507:I’m really glad I came in The Beaver last night. ~ Melanie Harlow,
508:It is at night that faith in light is admirable. ~ Edmond Rostand,
509:It's just a moment, we die every night. ~ William Carlos Williams,
510:I’ve had my eye on the Invisible Woman all night. ~ Ashlan Thomas,
511:Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! ~ Lord Byron,
512:My ex send late night text cause she don't know to let go ~ Drake,
513:My manager has a car payment, so I work every night. ~ Carrot Top,
514:night, screaming and crying, looking for my calming ~ Jen Minkman,
515:One may not reach the dawn save by path of night. ~ Khalil Gibran,
516:She was night-time and words were the dream. ~ Jeanette Winterson,
517:slept much anyway. Every night-sound I heard from my ~ Harper Lee,
518:Sun and moon and day and night and man and beast ~ Marianne Moore,
519:That night the blind man dreamt that he was blind. ~ Jos Saramago,
520:The Law is not the same at morning and at night. ~ George Herbert,
521:The night is long that never finds the day. ~ William Shakespeare,
522:The night whose sable breast relieves the stark, ~ Countee Cullen,
523:Then she said good night and headed to her room. ~ Lisa Schroeder,
524:The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk. ~ Dean Koontz,
525:We circle in the night and we are devoured by fire. ~ Heraclitus,
526:What a night to forget.
What a night to remember. ~ Amy Zhang,
527:Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars. ~ Victor Hugo,
528:What satisfaction canst thou have to-night? ~ William Shakespeare,
529:Without question, I wake every night five times. ~ George Clooney,
530:After watching Watford against Manchester City last night ~ Eamon,
531:A lonely man on a rainy night who cannot read. ~ Benjamin Franklin,
532:As a midwife, I am immersed in Oxytocin day and night. ~ Robin Lim,
533:But I see what you and your Kindle do at night. ~ Rachel Van Dyken,
534:Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic. ~ Janet Fitch,
535:Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. ~ Jerry Spinelli,
536:Every man has a right to a Saturday night bath. ~ Lyndon B Johnson,
537:everything the night of know...and ~ Susan Kiernan Lewis,
538:God is a dark night to man in this life. ~ Saint John of the Cross,
539:God is in his Heaven and the first night was a wow. ~ John le Carr,
540:How many children go to sleep at night afraid of hell? ~ Anonymous,
541:I’m going to come quicker than a virgin on prom night. ~ Ker Dukey,
542:I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter. ~ T S Eliot,
543:I spent all night feeding the homeless to dogs. ~ Anthony Jeselnik,
544:It's a night out of time and a time out of place. ~ Laura Pedersen,
545:I've never slept all night with a girl. Until you. ~ Monica Murphy,
546:Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again. ~ Daphne du Maurier,
547:Life is a highway. I want to ride it all night long ~ Tom Cochrane,
548:Life is a stranger's sojourn, a night at an inn. ~ Marcus Aurelius,
549:Most spiders eat and remake their webs every night. ~ Alice Oswald,
550:Music is what mathematics does on a Satruday night. ~ Aaron Sorkin,
551:Music is what mathematics does on a Saturday night. ~ Aaron Sorkin,
552:My goal is to be at the top of my game every night. ~ Jason Spezza,
553:My idea of a romantic night is to watch action films. ~ Corey Hart,
554:Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night ~ Jim Steinman,
555:War is like night,” she said. “It covers everything. ~ Elie Wiesel,
556:We don’t talk; it’s family night, not miracle night. ~ Pam Bachorz,
557:We have to play as a team at our best every night. ~ Evgeni Malkin,
558:We're not spending the night looking for ourselves. ~ Cath Crowley,
559:We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence. ~ Mignon McLaughlin,
560:When the rhythm and night ride, no heart can hide. ~ Steve Winwood,
561:Who are taking to the witch burning Saturday night? ~ Stan Freberg,
562:You're gonna know my name by the end of the night. ~ Gary Clark Jr,
563:All around me, the night lived its secret life. ~ Mary Downing Hahn,
564:and says, “Seven tomorrow night. Right here. There’s ~ John Grisham,
565:...and the night moved restlessly about the house. ~ John Steinbeck,
566:A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night. ~ J R R Tolkien,
567:Aww, did we masturbate through the tears last night? ~ Kresley Cole,
568:Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night. ~ Rupert Brooke,
569:Designedly God covers in dark night the issue of futurity. ~ Horace,
570:Don't lie to the girl of your life for the hoe of the night ~ Drake,
571:Every single night you’re not in my bed is torture. ~ Ashlan Thomas,
572:For every single dark night there is a brighter day. ~ Tupac Shakur,
573:For the night Shows stars and women in a better light. ~ Lord Byron,
574:God is a dark night to man in this life. ~ Saint John of the Cross,
575:God is in his Heaven and the first night was a wow. ~ John le Carre,
576:God rest her soul and may she never walk at night ~ Jonathan Stroud,
577:How can she go so quietly into this long good night? ~ Amie Kaufman,
578:I am nothing but words, just a shape of dreams or night ~ Euripides,
579:I called her name into the fold between night and day. ~ Marie Howe,
580:I do dream every night but in the morning I regret. ~ M F Moonzajer,
581:I have two iPhones, one for day and one for the night. ~ Dave Morin,
582:I'm kind of an insomniac and watch TV late at night. ~ Monica Keena,
583:Is that even possible? Can one have a two-night stand? ~ J S Cooper,
584:It’s a red sky every night with Cosmic Ordering. ~ Stephen Richards,
585:It's the right time of the night for making love. ~ Jennifer Warnes,
586:it was black as a sinner’s heart once night fell, ~ Melanie Jackson,
587:Last night I lost the world, and gained the universe. ~ C JoyBell C,
588:night rather than to gobble it all up at once. And ~ Kristin Hannah,
589:Night wasn't so much falling as sharpening its claws. ~ Jim Butcher,
590:Night winds in Georgia are vagrant poets, whispering. ~ Jean Toomer,
591:Nothing like a night of whoring to turn a man soft. ~ Mark Lawrence,
592:Now I can make a thousand dollars a night at a club. ~ Shelby Lynne,
593:One beast and only one howls in the woods by night. ~ Angela Carter,
594:One night I dreamed I was locked in my Father's watch ~ John Ciardi,
595:Shades of day have folded into black shadows of night. ~ Mary Weber,
596:The graveyard shift was his favorite time of night. ~ Christa Faust,
597:The loneliness of a one night stand is hard to take. ~ Stevie Nicks,
598:The night is my companion, and solitude my guide. ~ Sarah McLachlan,
599:the night of thought is the light of perception. ~ Evelyn Underhill,
600:The summer night is like a perfection of thought. ~ Wallace Stevens,
601:This was a manuscript of the night we couldn’t read. ~ Jack Kerouac,
602:this when we were . . . well, last night.” Last night. ~ Jojo Moyes,
603:To have kids and not be there every night is tough. ~ Tracy McGrady,
604:Vision of the night: toads plunge from silver waters. ~ Georg Trakl,
605:Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in. ~ Philip James Bailey,
606:Well, wasn't this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants. ~ J R Ward,
607:Well, wasn’t this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants. ~ J R Ward,
608:What man didn’t join his wife on their wedding night? ~ B J Daniels,
609:What words are there to tell how long a night can be? ~ Paul Bowles,
610:When you have a play, you have to be on every night. ~ Sanaa Lathan,
611:Who dares not stir by day must walk by night. ~ William Shakespeare,
612:A great cause of the night is lack of the sun. ~ William Shakespeare,
613:Alack, the night comes on, and the bleak winds ~ William Shakespeare,
614:But even the law cannot be in your bedroom at night. ~ Louis L Amour,
615:But the night times have a way of encouraging extremes ~ Kate Morton,
616:Coffee never used to keep me up at night, now it does. ~ Andy Warhol,
617:Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of the night. ~ Neil Gaiman,
618:Devise a simple strategy so you can sleep at night. ~ Walter Schloss,
619:Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments. ~ Drake,
620:Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise. ~ Victor Hugo,
621:Every night, whisper "peace" in your husband's ear. ~ Andrei Gromyko,
622:greatest hope. Last night it had been my father who’d ~ Alice Sebold,
623:I'd rather be a creature of the night than an old dude. ~ Gerard Way,
624:I'm all about nightlife. I live during the night. ~ Jackson Rathbone,
625:in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems ~ E E Cummings,
626:in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems ~ e e cummings,
627:Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; ~ Pearl Cleage,
628:Love is a flame; we have beaconed the world's night. ~ Rupert Brooke,
629:Man, like a light in the night, is kindled and put out. ~ Heraclitus,
630:My dad had a movie theater so I was there every night. ~ Brion James,
631:My key to heaven is that I loved Jesus in the night. ~ Mother Teresa,
632:One man’s bad day is another man’s good night. ~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana,
633:One night you will ask me for something I cannot give. ~ Holly Black,
634:Saturday Night Live' was like a university for funny. ~ Tracy Morgan,
635:She's singing to-night to bring the chandelier down! ~ Gaston Leroux,
636:Show a little faith, there's magic in the night. ~ Bruce Springsteen,
637:Still, the night feels restless underneath me ~ Patti Callahan Henry,
638:stretched our legs, shook ourselves awake. The night ~ Gillian Flynn,
639:The night, like a well, was swallowing stars. ~ Jos Eduardo Agualusa,
640:The night we met –’ ‘I’m not like that guy. ~ Tammara Webber,
641:The town is silent. The night boils with eleven stars. ~ Anne Sexton,
642:When the night is darkest, the stars come out. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson,
643:You didn’t eat the food I left for you last night.” I ~ Tahereh Mafi,
644:A man that sleeps all night wastes too much of life. ~ Larry McMurtry,
645:An autumn night - don’t think your life didn’t matter. ~ Matsuo Basho,
646:Anon, might I persuade thee to forgo a night rail?”  ~ Barbara Devlin,
647:During the night we must wait for the light. ~ Saint Francis de Sales,
648:Even the darkness of night brings the promise of daybreak. ~ K Larsen,
649:Even thus last night, and two nights more I lay, ~ William Wordsworth,
650:Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person good-night. ~ Andy Warhol,
651:Every night, I slip into the empty winter land of memory. ~ Ned Hayes,
652:His voice is dark chocolate on a hot summer night. ~ Kristen Callihan,
653:I enjoy getting gussied up for an event or date night. ~ Olivia Wilde,
654:I had to decide who I was, Night or Day, Human or Vampire. ~ P A Ross,
655:i spent the entire night casting spells to bring you back ~ Rupi Kaur,
656:it was a clear night, with crickets and a million stars ~ Donna Tartt,
657:I wrote that song about you. About meeting you that night. ~ Kim Karr,
658:Journey's end in lovers meeting - Twelfth Night ~ William Shakespeare,
659:Lonely as America, a throatpierced sound in the night. ~ Jack Kerouac,
660:Man, like a light in the night, is kindled and put out. ~ Heraclitus,
661:Men chase by night those they will not greet by day. ~ Camille Paglia,
662:My toes are going to come,"
The Night Owl ~ Emma Holly,
663:Perfect night for tearing a hole in the universe, no? ~ Leigh Bardugo,
664:Prayer: the key of the day and the lock of the night. ~ Thomas Fuller,
665:Self-appointed detective by day, pop princess by night ~ Tiffany Snow,
666:Shut up, I'm thinking!
-Jayfeather (Night Whispers) ~ Erin Hunter,
667:that conflict follows politics as night follows day, ~ Gloria Steinem,
668:that fateful night at Glam, they were sharing Gabe’s ~ Carly Phillips,
669:That was the first night I dreamed of Eward Cullen. ~ Stephenie Meyer,
670:The gray-ey’d mom smiles on the frowning night, ~ William Shakespeare,
671:The hush of the night sky is the silence of a graveyard. ~ Ted Chiang,
672:The most interesting ideas definitely come at night. ~ Richard Hawley,
673:The night is still fighting the morning and so am I, ~ Melanie Karsak,
674:The night was young, and Bazine Netal was hunting. ~ Delilah S Dawson,
675:Then stars arise, and the night is holy. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
676:the steering wheel and the extremely night-blind ~ Mary Higgins Clark,
677:The whisper of the dusk
is night shedding its husk. ~ Dean Koontz,
678:They say in the darkest night there is a light beyond ~ Art Garfunkel,
679:Things always look darkest in the middle of the night. ~ Amie Kaufman,
680:To the man who knows what makes the perfect date night ~ Kim Harrison,
681:Victory! As I cried into my ice cream every night. ~ Rachel Higginson,
682:You cried for night - it falls. Now cry in darkness. ~ Samuel Beckett,
683:A ballpark at night is more like a church than a church ~ W P Kinsella,
684:A lonely night is more profound then lonesome nights. ~ Santosh Kalwar,
685:And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night. ~ John Donne,
686:at any given moment, and that night, going back to ~ Elizabeth Gilbert,
687:Better to sit all night than to go to bed with a dragon. ~ Zen proverb,
688:BLAIRE: ......Night, Chaos.
GENTRY: Night, Trouble..... ~ T S Joyce,
689:But at the beginning of the night anything's possible. ~ Lauren Oliver,
690:But if you close the door… the night could last forever… ~ Donna Tartt,
691:CNN, okay? They came at night and beat down the doors. All ~ Greg Iles,
692:dream me the world. Something new for every night. ~ Maggie Stiefvater,
693:During the night we must wait for the light. ~ Saint Francis de Sales,
694:Every night I play as if my life depends on it. ~ Billie Joe Armstrong,
695:For this one night, the less he cared, the more he made. ~ Mike Lupica,
696:Got tight on absinthe last night. Did knife tricks. ~ Ernest Hemingway,
697:I just want to be there when you come home at night. ~ Jennifer DeLucy,
698:I like the night, I have clearer ideas in the dark. ~ Serge Gainsbourg,
699:I may have been born yesterday, but I stayed up all night. ~ Spike Lee,
700:intending to push on at night again. We spent a ~ Patrick Leigh Fermor,
701:It was a rainy night. It was the myth of a rainy night. ~ Jack Kerouac,
702:I’ve always felt that night doesn’t fall. Night rises. ~ James Turrell,
703:I've never been into parties, premieres or night-clubbing ~ Barry Gibb,
704:Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine ~ Ernest Dowson,
705:Life is a night spent in an uncomfortable inn. ~ Saint Teresa of Avila,
706:Listen, my dear-- with soft step the night hears. ~ Charles Baudelaire,
707:Maintain your soul as one in the night and the day. ~ Jack Weatherford,
708:Night can't cloak your scarlet dream. Accept Desire's call. ~ P C Cast,
709:night, some of the SS men wanted to see the dome of the ~ Daniel Silva,
710:Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me. ~ H G Wells,
711:Night with her train of stars And her great gift of sleep. ~ Anonymous,
712:No one is ever prepared for Cooper wedding night fuckery. ~ Staci Hart,
713:of every night you must be open to the Gods, and if ~ Bernard Cornwell,
714:People who go out and try to be a rebel at night, ~ Immortal Technique,
715:Prayer ardent opens heaven. ~ Edward Young, Night-Thoughts (1742–1745),
716:Press close, bare-bosomed Night! Press close, magnetic, ~ Walt Whitman,
717:Reading two pages apiece of seven books every night, eh? ~ James Joyce,
718:Seize the night; trust as little as possible in tomorrow, ~ Kate Quinn,
719:She sand late into the night, till her heart was full ~ Anamika Mishra,
720:She sang late into the night, till her heart was full ~ Anamika Mishra,
721:That was the first night I dreamed of Edward Cullen. ~ Stephenie Meyer,
722:the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn ~ Paulo Coelho,
723:The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, ~ William Shakespeare,
724:The grey-ey’d morn smiles on the frowning night, ~ William Shakespeare,
725:The nearer the dawn the darker the night. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
726:The nearer the dawn, the darker the night ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
727:The story that meant the end arrived late one night. ~ Jeff VanderMeer,
728:Thinking of Germany in the night robs me of my sleep. ~ Heinrich Heine,
729:This is a night of your life. Live it accordingly. ~ Charles Romalotti,
730:Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car at night? ~ Jack Kerouac,
731:A day without the sun is like you know, night

~ Joe R Lansdale,
732:Day and night I always dream with open eyes." - José Martí ~ Jose Marti,
733:Don't believe the things you tell yourself late at night. ~ Cheryl Cole,
734:Fingers of light are starting to pry open the night sky. ~ Gayle Forman,
735:His kiss was desperate, a night before the gallows kiss. ~ Kresley Cole,
736:In the deep night of metaphysics, all cats look black. ~ Terry Eagleton,
737:I read a poem every night, as others read a prayer. ~ Tahar Ben Jelloun,
738:I spent the night in town, for I came up yesterday ~ Arthur Conan Doyle,
739:It's the Night of the Living Dead. It's scary out here. ~ Roseanne Barr,
740:I wanted to be on 'Saturday Night Live' since I was ten. ~ Olivia Wilde,
741:I wish I didn't have to perform 'Iron Man' every night. ~ Ozzy Osbourne,
742:Last night was a night of bad dreams and ambiguous visions. ~ Sophocles,
743:Lonely people are always up in the middle of the night. ~ Nicole Krauss,
744:lonely people are always up in the middle of the night. ~ Nicole Krauss,
745:Miser Shen is preparing to spend the night with a goat. ~ Barry Hughart,
746:My heart within instructs me also in the night seasons. ~ Psalms. XVI.7,
747:Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths. ~ Philip James Bailey,
748:Night is the fatherland of the great inspirations. ~ Mehmet Murat ildan,
749:Nocta Hemata. The Night of Passion. The Night of Abandon. ~ Brent Weeks,
750:No one, at night, really believes he'll live forever. ~ Charles L Grant,
751:Philadelphia, wonderful town, spent a week there one night ~ W C Fields,
752:So I asked him to go on the night shift. It was a way ~ Walter Isaacson,
753:Somewhere in the night a
human being is drowning. ~ Marina Tsvetaeva,
754:Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends. ~ George R R Martin,
755:That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it ~ Asher Roth,
756:the darkest hour of the night came just before the dawn. ~ Paulo Coelho,
757:The great fish moved silently through the night water. ~ Peter Benchley,
758:The mind is a different organ by night and by day. ~ J Sheridan Le Fanu,
759:The night felt very long, but it ended as all nights do. ~ Laini Taylor,
760:The night is the color of the eyelids of the dead. ~ Alejandra Pizarnik,
761:The night was cold but gentle like an X-rated metaphor. ~ Edgar Cantero,
762:The night was uncommon and crowded with possibility. ~ Jessica Townsend,
763:The sticky-sweet night embraced me like a satisfied lover. ~ K F Breene,
764:This must be Monday Night RAW, we just got a Wendy's chant. ~ John Cena,
765:Wearing sunglasses at night hurts your eyes after a while. ~ Corey Hart,
766:Words is important," Granny whispered into the night. ~ Terry Pratchett,
767:You can't spend the whole day waiting for night to come. ~ Paulo Coelho,
768:10. Into the Night 11. The Unsteady Hand 12. The Depths ~ John Forrester,
769:Anything goes on any given Sunday, especially Monday Night. ~ Jon Gruden,
770:Ask nature: she will tell you that she made both day and night. ~ Seneca,
771:At night, here in the library, the ghosts have voices. ~ Alberto Manguel,
772:Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night.  ~ Stephenie Meyer,
773:Behind the veil of each night, there is a smilling dawn. ~ Khalil Gibran,
774:But that was war. Where ignorant armies clash by night. ~ Marius Gabriel,
775:crow flies, during that night or early the next morning. ~ Antony Beevor,
776:Dahlia, this is, was, in no way a one-night stand on my part. ~ Kim Karr,
777:Election night is the easiest time to act like a grownup. ~ Ron Fournier,
778:Fearing the night won’t keep the sun from setting. ~ Richelle E Goodrich,
779:From camp to camp, through the foul womb of night, ~ William Shakespeare,
780:hadn’t noticed the night he spent sleeping in her bed. ~ Catherine Bybee,
781:Horses broke out last night, party must have scared them. ~ Nashoda Rose,
782:I'd love to play Puck in 'A Midsummer Night's Dream.' ~ Daniel Radcliffe,
783:I leave my heart on the court every night. I earn my keep. ~ Eli Manning,
784:I like being outside at night. It's relaxing. ~ Courtney Allison Moulton,
785:I like the night and the sky better than the gods of men. ~ Albert Camus,
786:Infinity? It attracts us like a floodlight in the night. ~ Frank Herbert,
787:I pray a prayer of protection for you every single night. ~ Tayari Jones,
788:It's a lonely ol' night. Can I put my arms around you? ~ John Mellencamp,
789:It was a rainy night. It was the myth of the rainy night. ~ Jack Kerouac,
790:I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the night. ~ Anne Rice,
791:Night is longing, longing, longing, beyond all endurance. ~ Henry Miller,
792:Night, when words fade and things come alive. ~ Antoine de Saint Exupery,
793:Sleep by day, live by night, that was her idea of life. ~ Robert J Crane,
794:Suicide is the night train, speeding your way to darkness. ~ Martin Amis,
795:That profound night freedom was agreeable and exciting. ~ Carmen Laforet,
796:The assurance from the dictionary had melted in the night. ~ John Updike,
797:The difference between night and day is, er, night and day. ~ Tim Henman,
798:There is no day or night in a hospital, there is only now. ~ T Greenwood,
799:The streets were dark with something more than night. ~ Raymond Chandler,
800:The streets were dark with something more then night. ~ Raymond Chandler,
801:Thoughts of suicide have got me through many a bad night. ~ Albert Camus,
802:What do you do from morning to night?” “I endure myself. ~ Emil M Cioran,
803:When I was on 'Saturday Night Live,' all I did was work. ~ Molly Shannon,
804:You’re my hope, Ivy, my beacon home on the darkest night. ~ Nalini Singh,
805:A day without work can yield a night without sleep.
   ~ Albanian Proverb,
806:All through the night, he smiled daggers into my heart. ~ Roshani Chokshi,
807:An undevout astronomer is mad. ~ Edward Young, Night-Thoughts (1742–1745),
808:a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read. ~ Sanober Khan,
809:As it turned out, I did kill pigs that night after all. ~ Madeline Miller,
810:A vampire attacked me last night.” Ivy pretended a faint. ~ Gail Carriger,
811:Battle day and night against the guile of oblivion... ~ S ren Kierkegaard,
812:Better to sit all night than to go to bed with a dragon.
   ~ Zen Proverb,
813:Did I do anything last night that suggested I was sane? ~ Terry Pratchett,
814:Does the Spearmint lose its flavor on the bedpost over night? ~ Ken Kesey,
815:For precious friends hid in death's dateless night. ~ William Shakespeare,
816:Good night, and may your nights always be bright with stars! ~ Deva Fagan,
817:Happy people didn’t drink themselves to sleep every night. ~ Louise Penny,
818:How do you take your coffee?” “Dark as night, sweet as sin. ~ Neil Gaiman,
819:If your life at night is good, you think you have everything. ~ Euripides,
820:I had a dream last night that a hamburger was eating me. ~ Jerry Seinfeld,
821:It's New Year's Eve, after all. The night for new beginnings. ~ Jenny Han,
822:It was actually a great night until it all went to shit. ~ Liane Moriarty,
823:I was a paper boat drifting in a massive night ocean. ~ Maggie Stiefvater,
824:I was so drunk last night I fell down and missed the floor. ~ Dean Martin,
825:Leave me in the night but please don't leave me in the dark ~ Tom Robbins,
826:Love me like a wrong turn on a bad road
late at night. ~ Kim Addonizio,
827:Many bad days were preceded by a bad night’s sleep. ~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana,
828:Mark Twain had written somewhere: We are all mad at night. ~ Barbara Vine,
829:Night is
close to us,
dark, soft. ~ Denise Levertov,
830:one night I met up with Death’s friend and didn’t know it. ~ Ray Bradbury,
831:Strains of Saturday night filtered in from the street—an ~ Eleanor Catton,
832:Tell them the Night Angel walks. Tell them Justice is come. ~ Brent Weeks,
833:The nearer the dawn
the darker the night. ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
834:The night before I left my mother, I wrote a letter. ~ Esmeralda Santiago,
835:Things are always worse in the steady watches of the night. ~ Stephen Fry,
836:This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence. ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
837:Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. ~ Tupac Shakur,
838:What do you do from morning to night?" "I endure myself. ~ Emile M Cioran,
839:with you all day and night while I’m trying to graduate. ~ Danielle Steel,
840:...and swear each night to let her go, then love more by dawn. ~ Lang Leav,
841:A novel is what you dream in your night sleep. A novel is ~ Gertrude Stein,
842:Are the dead restored? The books say no, the night shouts yes ~ John Fante,
843:A terrible thing happened to me last night again—nothing. ~ Phyllis Diller,
844:Because madness is a lie too. Like night. Like death. ~ Alejandra Pizarnik,
845:Camp fires, like red, peculiar blossoms, dotted the night. ~ Stephen Crane,
846:caused discomfort: more evidence that last night was real. ~ Aleatha Romig,
847:Each night the Moon kisses secretly the Lover who counts the Stars. ~ Rumi,
848:Everything that is good in the day is even better in the night. ~ Joe Hill,
849:Every third night a commitee holds a meeting in my head. ~ James Lee Burke,
850:Few, if any, creatures are equally active all night. ~ Henry David Thoreau,
851:Happiness may have but one night, as glory but one day. ~ Alfred de Musset,
852:I can't give you the sunset, but I can give you the night. ~ Erin McCarthy,
853:I feel the grief and pain of everyone on this dark night. ~ Lilo Abernathy,
854:If ever a player was out of his class that night it was me. ~ Eamon Dunphy,
855:I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night, ~ Cora Brent,
856:I love it when the night sky makes me feel insignificant. ~ Colleen Hoover,
857:I'm like a rock singer with one-night stands on the road. ~ Karl Lagerfeld,
858:I only wish I’d known night would fall on our tomorrows. ~ Rachel Thompson,
859:I think you stole a piece of my heart the first night we met. ~ Vi Keeland,
860:It's a really special night for our fans. It's vindication. ~ Paul Stanley,
861:It's my duty as a guardian to protect Cross Academy, day and night. ~ Yuki,
862:Jewellery is a great way to take your look from day to night. ~ Cat Deeley,
863:Night brings our troubles to the light rather than banishes them. ~ Seneca,
864:Night sometimes lends such tragic assistance to catastrophe. ~ Victor Hugo,
865:Night, the mother of fear and mystery,
was coming upon me. ~ H G Wells,
866:One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night. ~ Germaine Greer,
867:So every night,” he said, “I slept with a torpedo and a puppy. ~ Anonymous,
868:The dark night of the soul comes just before revelation. ~ Joseph Campbell,
869:...The night fled away in the joy on their reunion. ~ Roger Lancelyn Green,
870:The night was so deep the shadows seemed to bleed darkness. ~ Amber Argyle,
871:The other night I was playing twister with some amputees. ~ Demetri Martin,
872:There are few places more lonely than a crowded night club. ~ Dov Davidoff,
873:this woman is a genius in the day time and a beauty at night ~ Oscar Wilde,
874:Time moves in it special way in the middle of the night. ~ Haruki Murakami,
875:Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. ~ Anonymous,
876:When you guys are sleeping at night, I am out there working. ~ Yohan Blake,
877:When you like something, you should do it all night long. ~ Chavela Vargas,
878:Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? ~ Jack Kerouac,
879:A balance of terror. That’s what allows people to sleep at night. ~ Jo Nesb,
880:After I'd preached a message on Sunday night, I'd print it up. ~ Tim LaHaye,
881:A God all mercy is a God unjust. ~ Edward Young, Night-Thoughts (1742–1745),
882:And Sleep, as undisturb'd as Death, the Night. ~ Abraham Cowley, Of Myself.,
883:and the words were night in the night and we were shadows. ~ Elio Vittorini,
884:At night, neurotics may toil not, but oh how they spin! ~ Mignon McLaughlin,
885:Everything is disproportionate in the middle of the night. ~ Louise Doughty,
886:Failing is an event, not a person. Yesterday ended last night. ~ Zig Ziglar,
887:For the record, you would've been my first one night stand. ~ Robin Bielman,
888:Fortune, good night: smile once more; turn thy wheel! ~ William Shakespeare,
889:Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night. ~ James M Barrie,
890:Got to fight to control the violent side, every day and night. ~ Neil Young,
891:Habit gives endurance, and fatigue is the best night cap. ~ Jamaica Kincaid,
892:He travels safest in the dark night who travels lightest. ~ Hernando Cortes,
893:Hung be the heavens with black! Yield, day, to night! ~ William Shakespeare,
894:I created cat myths, which cats tell each other in the night. ~ Neil Gaiman,
895:I curse the night I let your idiot father squirt you into me. ~ Dean Koontz,
896:I go to sleep at night, like, ’Am I gonna be alone forever?’ ~ Kevin Durant,
897:I love it when the night sky makes me feel insignificant". ~ Colleen Hoover,
898:I'm afraid of the dark, so I have a lot of night-lights. ~ Lara Flynn Boyle,
899:I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night. ~ Gary Paulsen,
900:Is this night a failure because it will end in an hour? ~ Andrew Sean Greer,
901:It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning. ~ Jimmy Buffett,
902:I was built with a love of the night and the unquiet coffin. ~ Stephen King,
903:Later that night mutual approval took physical expression. ~ Anthony Powell,
904:Love crosses the sky \ on a peculiar disturbing night. ~ Shannon A Thompson,
905:Lovers drink wine all day and night and tear the veils of the mind. ~ Rumi,
906:Night fell; that, at least, could still be relied upon. ~ Maggie Stiefvater,
907:Night has brought to those who sleep, only dreams they can not keep. ~ Enya,
908:Out, out, into the night,
The belfry bells are ours by right! ~ E Nesbit,
909:She came awake and to her feet when screams pierced the night. ~ Amy Harmon,
910:The late-night backyard encounter and kiss induced insomnia. ~ Sarah Ockler,
911:The night is a tunnel, she thought, a hole into tomorrow... ~ Frank Herbert,
912:The night is young, and by the grace of magic, so are we. ~ Michael Buckley,
913:This cold night will turn us all to fools and madmen. ~ William Shakespeare,
914:This is me, Clive Anderson, saying good night. Good night. ~ Clive Anderson,
915:Time moves in its special way in the middle of the night. ~ Haruki Murakami,
916:to protect the snack cupboard from late-night nom-nom raids, ~ Rick Riordan,
917:Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright in the forests of the night... ~ William Blake,
918:Watch the heat of day pass into the cool night. Let go. ~ Elizabeth Gilbert,
919:We were watching telly the night Nan burnt the house down. ~ Celine Kiernan,
920:What meaning has a compliment if one hears it night and day. ~ Irving Stone,
921:where the warm night slips over your skin like smooth hands, ~ Amber Sparks,
922:Who knew my one-night stand would lead to the rest of my life? ~ J S Cooper,
923:Another morning feeling as shattered as I felt the night before. ~ Anonymous,
924:At night, I have to face myself and all the ways I have failed. ~ Roxane Gay,
925:At night I sleep dreamlessly. In the mornings I wake to fog. ~ Lauren Oliver,
926:between us. That night I prayed like a man trying to polish coal ~ Greg Iles,
927:brought back memories of that night. Truth serum. His captors ~ Alan Russell,
928:but philosophy at half-past ten at night is somewhat late; ~ Alexandre Dumas,
929:change or shower since interrogating Holmes last night. ~ Brittany Cavallaro,
930:Do the gods sleep well at night? I think maybe they do. ~ Laurell K Hamilton,
931:Dr. Clara Immerwahr Haber committed suicide the same night. ~ Richard Rhodes,
932:God is an early bird; satan is a night owl. Everyone knows that. ~ Jon Acuff,
933:Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone. ~ Matsuo Basho,
934:He slept that night the sleep of a successfully stubborn man. ~ Isaac Asimov,
935:I am safe. For one night at least. Safe, moored to this man. ~ Linda Gillard,
936:I drank a handle of bourbon that night, alone and in glory. ~ Norm Macdonald,
937:If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day. ~ Tupac Shakur,
938:In spite of the night the spiritual Light is there. ~ The Mother, CWM 15:68,
939:I read an hour almost every night. It's part of falling asleep. ~ Bill Gates,
940:I slept well that night because someone had been kind to me. ~ Amber Dermont,
941:It could still be a good night if you play your cards right. ~ Bruce Forsyth,
942:It sounds like something out of a night film. Not real life. ~ Marisha Pessl,
943:I was loud and electric at night, got all shook up with Elvis. ~ Sammy Hagar,
944:Night had come on like the closing of a great but gentle eye. ~ Ray Bradbury,
945:Night is a more quiet time to work. It aids thought. ~ Alexander Graham Bell,
946:night.” “Just some sore muscles. That’s all.” She shrugged, ~ Tess Gerritsen,
947:Night never had the last word. The dawn is always invincible. ~ Hugh B Brown,
948:night opens
I enter
night shuts
I don't leave ~ Alejandra Pizarnik,
949:Night poured over the desert. It came suddenly, in purple. ~ Terry Pratchett,
950:Our administration is working night and day to keep you safe. ~ Donald Trump,
951:So every night,” he said, “I slept with a torpedo and a puppy. ~ Erik Larson,
952:some of his own powers to you the night he gave you that scar. ~ J K Rowling,
953:Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other. ~ Kobayashi Issa,