Cesare Pavese
Cesare Pavese
Cesare Pavesewas an Italian poet, novelist, literary critic and translator. He is widely considered among the major authors of the 20th century in his home country...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 September 1908
CountryItaly
thinking deeds good-deeds
We can all do good deeds, but very few of us can think good thoughts.
depression gauges looks
The only way to escape the abyss is to look at it, gauge it, sound it out and descend into it.
reflection maturity long
Childhood is not only the childhood we really had but also the impressions we formed of it in our adolescence and maturity. That is why childhood seems so long. Probably every period of life is multiplied by our reflections upon the next.
men practice fool
The man of action is not the headstrong fool who rushes into danger with no thought for himself, but the man who puts into practice the things he knows.
destiny way mess
Don't you know that what happens to you once always happens again? You always react in the same way to the same thing. It's no accident when you make a mess. Then you do it again. It's called destiny.
destiny hard-times captains
I am the captain of my destiny, I do not abandon the ship in hard times, But, I do have sense enough not to go down with the ship.
dark night old-wounds
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.
children doe realizing
One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.
bored mercy
There is mercy for everyone, except those who are bored with life.
destiny want cigarette
From someone who doesn't want to share your destiny, you should neither accept a cigarette
time men brutal
The slowness of time, for a man who knows nothing will happen, is brutal.
life education mistake
Living is like working out a long addition sum, and if you make a mistake in the first two totals you will never find the right answer. It means involving oneself in a complicated chain of circumstances.
eye
Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi. (Death will come and it will have your eyes.)
sweet morning stars
Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale— you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath— the night is done. You are light and morning.