![]() When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. Night, when words fade and things come alive. ~Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand. I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day. There they stand, the innumerable stars, shining in order like a living hymn, written in light. All the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep. Night time is really the best time to work. Yēsū wǒ zhǔ jiàngshēng, yēsū wǒ zhǔ jiàngshēng! Jiùshú hóngēn de límíng láidào, shèngróng fāchū láiróng guāngpǔzhào , Jiùzhǔ jīnyè jiàngshēng, jiùzhǔ jīnyè jiàngshēng!Ĭhrist the Saviour is born. Hūrán kànjiàn le tianshàng guānghuá,tīngjiàn tiānjūn chàng hālìlùyà, Jìngxiǎng tiāncì ānmián, jìngxiǎng tiāncì ānmián. Zhào zhe shèngmǔ yě zhào zhe shèngyīng, duōshǎo cíxiáng yě duōshǎo tiānzhēn ,
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