The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for the dying.


And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos (1984)

John Berger Quotes

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for the dying.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for the dying.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for the dying.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for the dying.