Life begins at night The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God! There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. For the night shows stars and women in a better light. [I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air. There’s no night without stars. In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day. Each night, when I go to sleep, I die. And the next morning, when I wake up, I am reborn.