"The world of this night resounds from heaven to hell with animal eloquence, with the savage innocence of a million unknown creatures. While the earth eases and cools off like a huge wet living thing, the enormous vitality of their music pounds and rings and throbs and echoes until it gets into everything, and swamps the whole world in its neutral madness which never becomes an orgy because all things are innocent, all things are pure. Nor would I have mentioned the possibility of evil, except that I remember how the heat and the wild music of living things can drive people crazy, when they are not in monastaries, and make them do things which the world has forgotten how to lament. That is why some people act as if the night and the forest and the heat had something of the contagion, whereas teh head is holy and the animals are the children of God and the night was never made to hide sin, but only to open the infinite distances to charity and send our souls to play beyond the stars."