Midnight! the outpost of advancing day! The frontier town and citadel of night!

I stood on the bridge at midnight, As the clocks were striking the hour, And the moon rose over the city, Behind the dark church tower.

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.

The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.