It's funny how suicidal poets/authors e.g. Sylvia Plath, Virgina Woolf writes good poems / novels. I have an analogy. Their very illness - depression that cause them to be suicial is the very force behind their literary creativity , perhaps. The situations they experience and confront have constantly position them in the midst of controveries - The "Eye" - The point where all the problems meet together. The emotional stress they have felt in handling what they have to face and most importantly their personalities have great implications on their perspective of life and the society they are living in. Their literary creativity is their only outlet - a relieve for all the emotional stress they have felt. The emotional stress as a kind of a force that is repressed by the society (all the rules and roles they have to fulfill represses their turmultous feelings) and hence displaced by their literary creativity.
Venerable Xing Yun have said that sunset is the time for reflections of doings during the day.
Meditations in the early morning, Work during the day, Reflect when the sun sets and Rest when it turns dark.