You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living.
And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the suitable mask.
−Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
You reach a moment in life when, among the people you have known, the dead outnumber the living.
And the mind refuses to accept more faces, more expressions: on every new face you encounter, it prints the old forms, for each one it finds the suitable mask.
