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Fitz-James O'Brien Quote

We love the night and its quiet; and there is no night that we love so well as that on which the moon is coffined in clouds.

Fitz-James O'Brien

We love the night and its quiet; and there is no night that we love so well as that on which the moon is coffined in clouds.

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About Fitz-James O'Brien

Fitz James O'Brien (also spelled Fitz-James; 25 October 1826 – 6 April 1862) was an Irish born American soldier in the American Civil War. He was also a writer, and poet often cited as an early practitioner of science fiction.