Benjamin Disraeli,
Sybil — Book 2/Chapter 8
“ Her companions gazed on her with an air of affectionate reverence as she sang; each instant the stars becoming brighter, the wide moor assuming a darker hue."Now, tell me, Stephen," said the Religious, turning her head and looking round with a smile, "think you not it would be a fairer lot to bide this night at some kind monastery, than to be hastening now to that least picturesque of all creations, a railway station.""The railways will do as much for mankind as the monasteries did," said Stephen. ”
