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“Every love story was—at the last—a story of death.”

“We cry for ourselves, don’t we? Not for the dead. The dead are past caring.”

“Redeem the time.”

“So selfish,” he said. “Don’t you think? Spoiling a farewell with snot and sobs. We cry for ourselves, don’t we? Not for the dead. The dead are past caring.”