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While they break up each other’s repose (SENECA)

While they break up each other’s repose (SENECA)

Meantime, while they rob and are being robbed, while they break up each other’s repose, while they make each other wretched, their life is without profit, without pleasure, without any improvement of the mind. No one keeps death in view, no one refrains from far-reaching hopes; some men, indeed, even arrange for things that lie beyond life—huge masses of tombs and dedications of public works and gifts for their funeral-pyres and ostentatious funerals. But, in very truth, the funerals of such men ought to be conducted by the light of torches and wax tapers, as though they had lived but the tiniest span.

 

 

On The Shortness of Life
Lucius Seneca

 

Image: Black horse with head covered in black balloons, by Andrea Galvani



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