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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
"the trembling metaphor of why we live, and how, and for how long, of how we strive for a good death, the kaleidoscopic haze of what remains on the path once we've shed our febrile skin in a miasmic atmosphere where everyone has been asleep for ages and the only sound a heart makes is that of the pen touching the page"
With lines from Les Vivants Et Les Morts by Anna de Noailles as preambles to its fragments, If I Had Not Seen Their Sleeping Faces is first and foremost a refusal of the modern tendency to exile death and the dying, but also an invitation to revisit the old Epicurean dictum: Death is nothing to us.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
"the trembling metaphor of why we live, and how, and for how long, of how we strive for a good death, the kaleidoscopic haze of what remains on the path once we've shed our febrile skin in a miasmic atmosphere where everyone has been asleep for ages and the only sound a heart makes is that of the pen touching the page"
With lines from Les Vivants Et Les Morts by Anna de Noailles as preambles to its fragments, If I Had Not Seen Their Sleeping Faces is first and foremost a refusal of the modern tendency to exile death and the dying, but also an invitation to revisit the old Epicurean dictum: Death is nothing to us.