No more pity, no more tenderness. To be human only terrestrially, like a plant or a worm or a brook. To be decomposed, divested of light and stone, variable as the molecule, durable as the atom, heartless as the earth itself.
E.M. Cioran photographed by John Schults
Gerard Castello Lopes, Lisboa, 1957
Ola Billgren, Nattlig växt III, 1991