ponder

"‘I suppose,’ he said to himself, ‘I have lived too intensely, I seem to have had the stars and moon and everything else for guests, and now they’ve gone my house is weak.’ ‘Surely,’ he told himself, ‘I have drunk life too hot, and it has hurt my cup. My soul seems to leak out — I am half here, half gone away. That’s why I understand the trees and the night so painfully.’ ‘I suppose,’ he said to himself for the last time, ‘I suppose living too intensely kills you, more or less.’"

- D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works

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