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<p>&quot;I do not want to live forever. Not in this place, not in this life, which is only a preparation for the life to come. Over a lifetime of autumns embraced and understood, we soften, we ripen, we mature, we are made ready for the harvest — and invited by wisdom to delight in the fullness of nature — and, if we have lived wisely and loved well, in the fullness of our own natures. Rilke&#8217;s prayer in &quot;Autumn Day&quot;:</p>
<div style="margin-left: 40px;"><em>Ask the last fruits to ripen on the vine;</em><br /><em>give them further two more summer days</em><br /><em>to bring about perfection and to raise</em><br /> <em>the final sweetness in the heavy wine.</em></div>
<p>Some people find autumn doleful, because the numinous awareness it brings of the truth of the human condition — of our longing for the eternal within the limits of the temporal — makes them sad. But then again, some people can&#8217;t tolerate stories without a happy ending. For those who find comfort in wisdom and rest in finitude, autumn is the most philosophically consoling time of the year,&quot; &#8211; <a href="http://www.culture11.com/article/33068?page_art=1">Rod Dreher</a>.</p>
<p>James Wood treats the same subject in another brilliant little review <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/books/2008/10/27/081027crbo_books_wood">here.</a></p>
<p>(Photo: Peter McDiarmid/Getty.)</p>
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