What is to come will emerge only after long suffering, long silence.
CESARE PAVESEA man succeeds in completing a work only when his qualities transcend that work.
More Cesare Pavese Quotes
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One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love – any love – reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
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But the real, tremendous truth is this: suffering serves no purpose whatever.
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We can all do good deeds, but very few of us can think good thoughts.
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Many men on the point of an edifying death would be furious if they were suddenly restored to health.
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Great lovers will always be unhappy, because, for them, love is of supreme importance. Consequently they demand of their beloved the same intensity of thought as they have for her, otherwise they feel betrayed.
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All our “most sacred affections ” are merely prosaic habit.
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Not believing in anything is also a religion .
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It is not the actual enjoyment of pleasure that we desire. What we want is to test the futility of that pleasure, so as to be no longer obsessed by it.
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Idleness makes hours pass slowly and years swiftly. Activity makes the hours short and the years long.
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The only reason why we are always thinking of our own ego is that we have to live with it more continuously than with anyone else’s.
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The man who cannot live with charity, sharing other men’s pain, is punished by feeling his own with intolerable anguish.
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Perfect behaviour is born of complete indifference.
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The search for a new personality is futile; what is fruitful is the interest the old personality can take in new activities.
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The face of the night will be an old wound that reopens each evening, impassive and living. The distant silence will ache like a soul, mute, in the dark. We’ll speak to the night as it’s whispering softly.
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Artists are the monks of the bourgeois state.
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