‘Thaddeus turns off the lamp on the table, and the conservatory is more softly lit by the haze of early morning. He does not want this day, so gently coming. He does not want its minutes and its hours, its afternoons and its evening, its relentless happening.’

– William Trevor, Death in Summer

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