Steve McCurry – When Things Come Alive

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Night
when words fade and things come alive.
When the destructive analysis of day is done, and
all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again.
When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

00081_15, New York, New York, USA, USA-10032NFOverlooking Washington Square Park, New York, United States

BRAZIL-10049Brazil

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
Vincent Van Gogh

USA-10164_newLos Angeles, United States

ITALY-10450NF3Umbria, Italy

And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents and silently steal away
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

CAMBODIA-10489Cambodia

FIJI-10011NF2Fiji

TIBET-10412Tibet

CHINA-10026_newHong Kong

The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight
has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hong Kong

USA-10086New York, United States

INDIA-10237NF3Mumbai, India

Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber!
Lord Byron

01052_ 023India

To me at least was never evening yet But seemed far beautifuller than its day.
Robert Browning, The Ring and the Book

INDIA-10605Rambagh Palace Hotel, Jaipur, India

INDIA-10312NF, Taj Mahal, Agra, India, 1996,Agra, India

Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven,
and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

USA-10294Grand Central Terminal, New York, United States

What hath night to do with sleep?
John Milton, Paradise Lost

Japan

Learn to reverence night and to put away the vulgar fear of it,
for, with the banishment of night from the experience of man,
there vanishes as well a religious emotion,
a poetic mood, which gives depth to the adventure of humanity.
Henry Beston

India

BURMA-10624Burma

MALI-10033Mali

ITALY-10018NF5, Camino, Italy, 09/2004 final print_MACROItaly

The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
Frederick L. Knowles

YUGOSLAVIA-10060Slovenia

Some praise the Lord for Light, The living spark; I thank God for the Night The healing dark.
Robert W. Service