A coleopteran metaphor

The most beautiful moments, writes Dalrymple,

are evanescent and instinct with regret (for the person who experiences them) that they cannot last.

He would like the Cryptocephalus globicollis

to shine at its most brilliant green all the time, from whichever angle one looked at it, but this is impossible, and on reflection perhaps it is as well that it is so. Bliss cannot be other than short-lived. To reach bliss you must know, if not misery, at least less ecstatic states of mind.

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