I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may be, but looking passionately and egocentrically out of our eyes.


Me: A Memoir (1939)


I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may...

I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may...

I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may...

I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may...