"But the Moon came slowly up in all her gentle glory, and the stars looked out, and through the small compass of a grated window... 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... and felt it's peace sink deep into his heart." . Charles Dickens - Barnaby Rudge: A Tale of the Riots of Eighty
Tonight's waxing crescent Moon over Central Pennsylvania.
Twenty seconds to snap a picture, a minute of editing, and an hour and a half of searching for a quote that didn't involve the Twilight movies or astronauts.