We have always been fascinated by infinite space, by the endless stars and by galaxies upon galaxies.
How does a person feel when looking at the sky?
He thinks that he doesn’t have enough tongues to describe what he sees. Nevertheless, people have never stopping describing the sky, simply listing what they see. . . .
We have a limit, a very discouraging, humiliating limit: death. That’s why we like all the things that we assume have no limits and, therefore, no end.
Umberto Eco
Thursday, June 16, 2016
We like all the things that have no end by Umberto Eco
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