Danny Scheinman. The quantum theory of love (№ 426183)

When death is so close, the world seems especially beautiful, you want to revel in life, splash in it, absorb all the pores of the body and soul. Little things that I did not pay attention to before appear in a completely different light: the taste of freshly baked bread on Shabbat, the warmth of the hearth in winter, the rustle of autumn leaves under my feet, the blissful idleness of long summer days. I would seem to give everything now for those days to come back. But there is no return to them, and death - here it is, nearby. I know this, even though only one day at the front.