"Oh, Edith, this is our golden time! Tarnish it not by any pensive shadow of the mind; for it may be, that nothing of futurity will be brighter than the mere remembrance of what is now passing."
Nathaniel Hawthorne "The May-Pole of Merry Mount"
Simultaneously brings to mind the notion of carpe diem and to love each moment as if it were your last while cynically assuming the future is probably downhill from moments of euphoric joy. I'm not sure which reading I want to win out... the poetic cynic in me likes having them both there.
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