That's what we tell ourselves when we're out on bright warm nights like this.

The full moon made the night almost as bright as day.

It was a bright night, but one never knew.

She ran out with the hunter on bright nights, when no one could sleep.

It had been a bright night, she remembered, both moons high and nearly full.

Same street as last night, only brighter and more populated in the daylight.

But it was a place to wait, on this bright moonlit night.

It was hard to lie still on such a bright night.

But one bright night does not a brilliant series make.

It had been a night like this, cold and bright.