“Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights; Four nights will quickly dream away the time; And then the moon, like to a silver bow new bent in heaven, shall behold the night of our solemnities.”
“And there were two moons; the clock moon with four faces in four night directions above the solemn black courthouse, and the real moon rising in vanilla whiteness from the dark east.”
“Many solemn nights Blond moon, we stand and marvel...Sleeping our noons away”
“And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.”
“The real gift is time. Now. Each other, this night, and the wide, wide moon-silvered sea.”
“Dude...you were together. Night and day for four years, so what was wasted exactly.”