“The moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small
compass of the grated window, as through the narrow crevice of one good deed in a murky life of guilt, the
face of Heaven shone bright and merciful. He raised his head; gazed upward at the quiet sky, which
seemed to smile upon the earth in sadness, as if the night, more thoughtful than the day, looked down in
sorrow on the sufferings and evil deeds of men; and felt its peace sink deep into his heart.”
~Charles Dickens, passage taken from the novel ‘Barnaby Rudge’
Moonrise, Castle Valley Ranch, UT.
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