Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

December 9, 2010

#2,378

Angels and demons both meet with disappointment at the deathbed of a thoroughly modern man in his death throes: they find barely any trace of the soul that evaporated years ago.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 384

November 29, 2010

#2,319

To learn to die is to learn to let the motives for hope die without letting hope die.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 376

#2,318

The brevity of life does not distress us when instead of fixing goals for ourselves we fix routes.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 376

September 26, 2010

#1,938

Everything rolls toward death, but only what lacks value rolls toward nothingness.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 316

September 13, 2010

#1,861

It is indecent, and even obscene, to speak to man of “progress,” when every path winds its way up between funerary cypresses.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 305

August 24, 2010

#1,740

Death is the unequivocal sign of our dependence.
Our dependence is the unequivocal foundation of our hope.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 288

June 21, 2010

#1,312

Dying societies accumulate laws like dying men accumulate remedies.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 226

June 4, 2010

#1,215

“To die” and “to disappear” are not synonyms when speaking of a nation.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 212

June 2, 2010

#1,203

To be modern is to view another’s death without emotion and never to think of one’s own.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 210

March 10, 2010

#689

To meditate is to converse with someone who is dead.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 126

February 9, 2010

#349

The threat of collective death is the only argument which shakes humanity’s complacency today.
Atomic death troubles it even more than its increasing degradation.

Escolios a un Texto Implícito: Selección, p. 74