"How fleeting are all human passions compared with the massive continuity of ducks."

― Dorothy L. Sayers, Gaudy Night (1935)


 Nature's first green is gold, 
Her hardest hue to hold. 
Her early leaf's a flower; 
But only so an hour. 
Then leaf subsides to leaf. 
So Eden sank to grief, 
So dawn goes down to day. 
Nothing gold can stay. 

- Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay