Quotation by Laurence Sterne

I will not argue the matter: Time wastes too fast: every letter I trace tells me with what rapidity Life follows my pen; the days and hours of it, more precious, my dear Jenny! than the rubies about thy neck, are flying over our heads like light clouds of a windy day, never to return more—every thing presses on—whilst thou art twisting that lock,—see! it grows grey; and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separation which we are shortly to make.—
—Heaven have mercy upon us both!
Laurence Sterne (1713–1768), British author, clergyman. The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman (1767), vol. 9, ch. 9, eds. Melvyn New and Joan New, University of Florida Press (1978).
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