one of these nights

I’ve been searching for the daughter of the devil himself

I’ve been searching for an angel in white

I’ve been waitin’ for a woman who’s a little of both

An’ I can feel her but she’s nowhere in sight

One of these nights
In between the dark and the light
Coming right behind you
Swear I'm gonna find you
Get ya baby one of these nights
One of these nights

0000000000-- The Eagles

illumination

if, sometimes, I shine like the moon
surely
it is only because of you
being the sun

..

on friends

I say that true friends are the most precious of all this world's blessings: they are not even to be reckoned as worldly goods, but as divine, since worthless fate does not bring them forth, but rather God, who created them naturally as kinsmen. For in this world a man desires everything else because he may thereby acquire either power or worldly pleasure, except a faithful friend. One loves a friend sometimes out of affection, sometimes out of trust, even though no other return is expected from him. Nature joins and cements friends together with an inseparable love.

000000-- Wisdom speaking,
00000000Boethius's Consolation of Philosophy, XXIV.3

n.b. just to be clear, I have no problem with either power nor worldly pleasure... :p