“No matter how long I live, I will always remember the way the light went out of her eyes, like a candle flame caught in an unexpected wind.”
“I cannot remember how I felt when the light went out of my eyes. I suppose I felt it was always night and perhaps I wondered why the day did not come.”
“I bent over her and kissed her lips. She embraced me, and we remained like that as the light from the candle sputtered then went out.”
“He loved the desert because there the wind blew out one's footsteps like candle flames.”
“She tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.”
“Two ways to be a light for all, is to be a flaming candle or the mirror that reflects it”