While the light remains,’ said Carde, speaking slowly in his high deliberate voice, ‘only do not forsake the joy of life. If you shall have given all your kisses, you will give too few. And as leaves fall from withered wreaths which you may see spread upon the cups and floating there, so for us, who now as lovers hope for so much, perhaps tomorrow’s day will close the doom.

While the light remains,’ said Carde, speaking slowly in his high deliberate voice, ‘only do not forsake the joy of life. If you shall have given all your kisses, you will give too few. And as leaves fall from withered wreaths which you may see spread upon the cups and floating there, so for us, who now as lovers hope for so much, perhaps tomorrow’s day will close the doom.

– Iris Murdoch –

The Sandcastle

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