Of bliss and glad life there is little to be said, before it ends; as works fair and wonderful, while still they endure for eyes to see, are their own record, and only when they are in peril or broken for ever do they pass into song.
—J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Of the Sindar.
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