It was a rough night last night.

Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.

Night is a stealthy, evil Raven, Wrapt to the eyes in his black wings.

I love night more than day--she is so lovely; But I love night the most because she brings My love to me in dreams which scarcely lie.

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . . The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon, Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.

You can't have costs ahead of your unit revenues. What I wake up at night worrying about is that our proposals are not aggressive enough.