Fitness instructor carves his girlfriend’s name into the Colosseum.
The Dead Toreador, by Édouard Manet, c. 1864. National Gallery of Art, Washington, DC.
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When told by a doctor that he was dying in 1851, J.M.W. Turner replied, “Go downstairs, take a glass of sherry, and then look at me again.” The doctor followed the painter’s suggestion but returned with the same prognosis. The day Turner died he was wheeled to the window so that he could see the sunshine on the river and boats passing by.
The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.
—Hermann Hesse, 1950Lapham’sDaily
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