I do not wish to die- There is such contingent beauty in life: The open window on summer mornings Looking out on gardens and green things growing, The shadowy cups of roses flowering to themselves- Images of time and eternity- Silence in the garden and felt along the walls.
A. L. RowseBound as our lives are to the tyranny of time, it is through what we know of history that we are delivered from our bonds and escape - into time.
A. L. Rowse