I wish I could leave you certain of the images in my mind, because they are so beautiful that I hate to think they will be extinguished when I am. 

Well, but again, this life has its own mortal loveliness. 

And memory is not strictly mortal in its nature, either. 
It is a strange thing, after all, to be able to return to a moment, 
when it can hardly be said to have any reality at all, even in its passing. 

A moment is such a slight thing. 

I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.

Marilynne Robinson

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