
"What is it my dear?"
"Ah, how can we bear it?"
"Bear what?"
"This, For so short a time. How can we sleep this time away?"
"And every day we shall have less. And then none."
"Would you rather, therefore, have had nothing at all?"
"No. This is where I have always been coming to. Since my time began. And when I go away from here, this will be the mid-point, to which everything ran, before, and from which everything will run. But now, my love, we are here, we are now, and those other times are running elsewhere."
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