Cesare Pavese Quotes
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It had to happen to you, to concentrate your whole life on one point, and then discover that you can do anything except live at that point.
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Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will...
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A corpse is what's left after waking too often.
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The world, the future, is now within you as your past, as experience, skill in technique, and the rich, everlasting mystery is found to be childish you that, at the time, you made no effort to possess.
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Here's the difficulty about suicide: it is an act of ambition that can be committed only when one has passed beyond ambition.
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We do not free ourselves from something by avoiding it, but only by living though it.
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Work alone isn't enough for me and mine; we know how to break our backs, but the great dream Of my fathers was to be good at doing nothing.
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Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
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When writing poetry, it is not that produces a bright idea, but the bright idea that kindles the fire of.
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Narrating incredible things as though they were real old system; narrating realities as though they were incredible the new.
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There is only one pleasure - that of being alive. All the rest is misery.
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The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies. The fearful thing about it is that, not knowing what truth may be, we can still recognize lies.
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Generations do not age. Every youth of any period, any civilization, has the same possibilities as always.
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Perfect behavior is born of complete indifference. Perhaps this is why we always love madly someone who treats us with indifference.
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The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
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What is to come will emerge only after long suffering, long silence.
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We like to have work to do, so as to have the right to rest.
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One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.
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I've discovered nothing. but do you remember how much we talked when we were boys? We talked just for the fun of it. We knew very well it was only talk, but still we enjoyed it.
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All our "most sacred affections " are merely prosaic habit.
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You will hear words old and spent and useless like costumes left over from yesterday's parties.
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When you dream, you are an author, but you do not know how it will end.
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What we desire is not to possess a woman, but to be the only one to possess her.
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Not believing in anything is also a religion.