Cesare Pavese Quotes
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But the real, tremendous truth is this: suffering serves no purpose whatever.
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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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The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
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There is only one pleasure - that of being alive. All the rest is misery.
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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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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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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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A decision, an action, are infallible omens of what we shall do another time, not for any vague, mystic, astrological reason but because they result from an automatic reaction that will repeat itself.
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The only joy in the world is to begin. It is good to be alive because living is beginning, always, every moment.
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When you dream, you are an author, but you do not know how it will end.
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A corpse is what's left after waking too often.
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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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Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
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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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We like to have work to do, so as to have the right to rest.
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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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He knows not his own strength that hath not met adversity.
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We never remember days, only moments.
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All our "most sacred affections " are merely prosaic habit.
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What is to come will emerge only after long suffering, long silence.
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Not believing in anything is also a religion.
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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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We commit two wrongs when we fail to right a wrong.