So of course time is necessary. But nevertheless damn painful, for it transforms all the pieces of your life - joy and sorrow, youth and age, love and hate, terror and bliss - from fire into smoke rising up the air and dissipating on a breeze.
In Ruby's mind, everything [β¦] fell under the rule of the heavens. [β¦] They were, as Ada saw them an expression of stewardship, a means of taking care, a discipline. They provide a ritual of concern for the patterns and tendencies of the material world where it might be seen to intersect with some other world.