If you could choose an hour of wakefulness out of the whole night, it would be this…You have found an intermediate space, where the business of life does not intrude; where the passing moment lingers, and becomes truly the present; a spot where Father Time, when he thinks nobody is watching him, sits down by the wayside to take breath.
Lapham’s Quarterly – The Wee Hours
I love the Wee hours, it truly is like another world, a time when one is able to think deeply. It is a time when the veil between this world and the others is at its thinnest.
