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.

And what an intense heavenly blue the sea is, not a dark blue at all, but like a cauldron of light.

There is no light where I am. If any comes it is not enlightenment but lightning.

There was a shadowy light, not exactly twilight, but an uncertain vivid yet hazy illumination, wherein people walked like spirits, bathed in light and not revealed.

What greater torment than to see that light, and then to see it eternally withdrawn?