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Continue to ChatIt was the tenderness mingled with melancholy which we bring to a time that belongs irrevocably to the past, when a pale, delicate shadow rises from it bearing the lilies of the dead, and in it we find a forgotten likeness to ourselves. And that faint, wistful shadow, that pale scent, seemed to vanish away into a wide, full, warm stream - the life that now lay open before him. - Robert Musil from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/it-was-the-tenderness-mingled-with-melancholy-which-we-bring-to-a-time-that-belongs-irrevocably-to-the-past/page/4