At the end of a great writer...
"The most important moments are at the end.
10 minutes in youth may be unworthy.
These last moments will make all the difference to me,
but I will not remember one of them."
The newborn speaks and the men listen...
"Is the soul in the mind of the writer, or in the writing itself?
How does our consciousness pass on?"
The old man lays down his glasses the last time...
"I will now sleep and dream, and in the morning I may cry my first."
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
At the end of a great writer...
"The most important moments are at the end.
10 minutes in youth may be unworthy.
These last moments will make all the difference to me,
but I will not remember one of them."
The newborn speaks and the men listen...
"Is the soul in the mind of the writer, or in the writing itself?
How does our consciousness pass on?"
The old man lays down his glasses the last time...
"I will now sleep and dream, and in the morning I may cry my first."
