What! To each other almost invisible?
CYRANO.
As now.—Let us enjoy the bliss there is
In seeking to distinguish one the other.
For you, I'm but the darkness of a cloak;
For me, you are the whiteness of a robe.
I'm shadow only, you are blessèd light!
If ever you have thought me eloquent....
ROXANE.
I have.
CYRANO.
Remember now that my words never yet came from my true heart.
ROXANE.
Why not?