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In our rhythm of earthly life we tire of light. We are glad when the day ends, when the play ends; and ecstasy is too much pain.

T. S. Eliot (2014). “Complete Poems and Plays, 1909-1950”, p.122, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
In our rhythm of earthly life we tire of light. We are glad when the day ends, when the play ends; and ecstasy is too much pain.