Death

"And so it stays just on the edge of vision,
A small unfocused blur, a standing chill
That slows each impulse down to indecision.
Most things may never happen: this one will,
And realisation of it rages out
In furnace fear when we are caught without
People or drink."

--From "Aubade" by Philip Larkin, 1977.
Larkin died in 1985.

"Out of ten nights dedicated to work by young men, seven are spent in sleep."

--Balzac, Old Goriot

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