only God and the unfallen can know. It isn't so much that ignorance is bliss,
but that it is full of wonder because it makes room for the holy and all the
wonder that is and should be
ineffable.
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'I was afraid they were all sailing away, Sam-dad. Then soon there would be none here; and then everywhere would be just places, and'
'And what, Elanorellė?'
'And the light would have faded.'
'I know,' said Sam. 'The light is fading, Elanorellė. But it won't go out yet. It won't ever go quite out, I think now, since I have had you to talk to. For it seems to me now that people can remember it who have never seen it. And yet,' he sighed, 'even that is not the same as really seeing it, like I did.' (the epilogue from HoME IX, emphasis mine)
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