So much is captured in such a short number of pages. I've tried to write a review several times but can't quite seem to capture the nostalgia; regret; and occasional luck to be given just what you need in life and the inevitable moment when you can't hold on to it a second longer the same way the author does without seeming long winded or overly sentimental.

“Ah, those days...for many years afterwards their happiness haunted me. Sometimes, listening to music, I drift back and nothing has changed. The long end of summer. Day after day of warm weather, voices calling as night came on and lighted windows pricked the darkness and, at day-break, the murmur of corn and the warm smell of fields ripe for harvest. And being young. If I'd stayed there, would I always have been happy? No, I suppose not. People move away, grow older, die, and the bright belief that there will be another marvelous thing around each corner fades. It is now or never; we must snatch at happiness as it flies.”