I always found in myself a dread of west and love of east. Where I ever got such an idea I cannot say, unless it could be that morning came over the peaks of the Gabilans and the night drifted back from the ridges of the Santa Lucias. It may be that the birth and death of the day had some part in my feeling about the two ranges of mountains.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
day, day-and-night, east, east-and-west, mountain, mountains, night, night-and-day, west, west-and-east