Vergil, Georgics 3.284–285:
sed fugit interea, tempus inreparabile fugit
capti dum singula circumvectamur amore.
But time flies the while, time irreparably flies
While we are captives drawn by a love unique.
Thanks, dear reader, should you ever find me, for loving and sharing what you love without fear of what people will think and feeling our heart beat faster and losing track of time. And thank God if we even get the chance to do this once in our life. And thank him all the more if we’re given the grace to make a life of it.