“Death will come and will wear your eyes –the death that is with usfrom morning to eveni
“Death will come and will wear your eyes –the death that is with usfrom morning to evening, sleepless,deaf, like an old regretor an absurd vice. Your eyeswill be a futile word,a cry kept silent, a silence.Thus you see them every morningwhen alone you stoop over yourselfin the mirror. O dear hope,that day we too will knowthat you are life and nothingness.Death keeps an eye on each of us.Death will come and will have your eyes.It will be like giving up a vice,like watching a dead facere-emerge in the mirror,like listening to closed lips.We will go down into the vortex mute.“—Cesare Pavese, 1950. -- source link
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