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Arthur Koestler 25
Hungarian-British author and journalist 1905–1983Related quotes

“Day and night are nothing more than illusions before our eyes.”

“Nothing, they say is more certain than death, and nothing more uncertain than the time of dying”

“Nothing is more certain than death and nothing uncertain but its hour.”
Enguerrand VII de Coucy, quoted on p. 570
A Distant Mirror (1978)

“Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.”
Starting from Paumanok. 12
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“Death only grasps; to live is to pursue, —
Dream on! there 's nothing but illusion true!”
"The Old Player" (1861), in Songs in Many Keys (1862).
Context: Dream on! Though Heaven may woo our open eyes,
Through their closed lids we look on fairer skies;
Truth is for other worlds, and hope for this;
The cheating future lends the present's bliss;
Life is a running shade, with fettered hands,
That chases phantoms over shifting sands;
Death a still spectre on a marble seat,
With ever clutching palms and shackled feet;
The airy shapes that mock life's slender chain,
The flying joys he strives to clasp in vain,
Death only grasps; to live is to pursue, —
Dream on! there 's nothing but illusion true!

“Today, when I saw you, I realized that what is between us is nothing more than an illusion.”
Source: Love in the Time of Cholera

“Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth – more than ruin, more even than death.”
Source: 1910s, Why Men Fight https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Why_Men_Fight (1917), pp. 178-179
Context: Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth – more than ruin, more even than death. Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible; thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habits; thought is anarchic and lawless, indifferent to authority, careless of the well-tried wisdom of the ages. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid. It sees man, a feeble speck, surrounded by unfathomable depths of silence; yet it bears itself proudly, as unmoved as if it were lord of the universe. Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man.
“Nothing in life produce a more powerful joy than a near miss by the Angel of Death.”
Source: The Heritage Universe, Convergence (1997), Chapter 26 (p. 516)