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
ambition inferiority sin
All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.
life art lying
The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
art pain suffering
There is an art in taking the whiplash of suffering full in the face, an art you must learn. Let each single attack exhaust itself; pain always makes single attacks, so that its bite may be more intense, more concentrated. And you, while its fangs are implanted and injecting their venom at one spot, do not forget to offer it another place where it can bite you, and so relieve the pain of the first.
love doe misery
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love - any love - reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
war one-day doe
Now that I've seen what war is ... I know that everybody, if one day it should end, ought to ask himself: "And what shall we make of the fallen? Why are they dead?" I wouldn't know what to say. Not now, at any rate. Nor does it seem to me that the others know. Perhaps only dead know, and only for them is the war really over.
life luxury pay-the-price
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
avoiding
We do not free ourselves from something by avoiding it, but only by living though it.
art lying believe
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.
time remember moments
We never remember days, only moments.
joy alive world
The only joy in the world is to begin. It is good to be alive because living is beginning, always, every moment.
cry born dies
It's pointless to cry. One is born and dies alone...
taken lessons genocide
Lessons are not given, they are taken.
dream travel sleep
Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
inspirational happiness being-happy
The only joy in the world is to begin.