A Dance to the Music of Time, by Nicolas Poussin, c. 1635. Wallace Collection, London.
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“Man is the only being that knows death; all others become old, but with a consciousness wholly limited to the moment which must seem to them eternal. We are time,” writes Oswald Spengler in The Decline of the West.
I’ve been on a calendar, but never on time.
—Marilyn Monroe, 1962







