that our eyes eventually adjust to darkness. 

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You should not ask, it is wrong to know impious things, what end the
gods will have given to me, to you, O Leuconoe, and do not try
Babylonian calculations. How much better it is to endure whatever will be,
whether Jupiter has allotted to you more winters or the last,
which now weakens upon the opposed rocks the Tyrrhenian
Sea: may you be wise, strain your wines, and because of short life
prune long anticipation. While we are speaking, envious life
will have fled: seize the day, trusting the future as little as possible.

-Horace

Tu ne quaesieris, scire nefas, quem mihi, quem tibi
finem di dederint, Leuconoe, nec Babylonios
temptaris numeros. ut melius quidquid erit pati,
seu pluris hiemes seu tribuit Iuppiter ultimam,
quae nunc oppositis debilitat pumicibus mare
Tyrrhenum: sapias, vina liques, et spatio brevi
spem longam reseces. dum loquimur, fugerit invida
aetas: carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.

-Horace