night

Think in the morning.  Act in the noon.  Eat in the evening.  Sleep in the night.

The night dreamer cannot articulate a cogito. The night dream is a dream without a dreamer.

The dream remains overloaded with the badly lived passions of daytime life. Solitude in the nocturnal dream is always a hostility. It is strange. It isn't really our solitude.

There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature ~ the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter.

A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.

Inflowing thoughts come to an end in those who are ever alert of mind, training themselves night and day, and ever intent on nirvana