How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.


The Sea, the Sea (1978)


How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness...

How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness...

How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness...

How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness...