We are excited to share photographs every Tuesday from our recent or long-ago travels, or just everyday stuff that appealed to our mindful eye and sharp sensibilities as captured through fleeting images.
Crypts, Tombs, and Ancient Manuscripts at the Nemzeti Museum in Budapest
Last week, I shared photographs of knights, armour, and castle artefacts that I saw from the museum. For Part Three of my post, I am sharing crypts, tombs, and ancient manuscripts from Budapest.
“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”
― Mark Twain
“Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It’s the transition that’s troublesome.”
― Isaac Asimov
“Every man’s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.”
― Ernest Hemingway
“Dying is an art.
Like everything else,
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I have a call.”
― Sylvia Plath,
“Fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal.”
― Benjamin Franklin
“Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.”
― Markus Zusak,
“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.”
― Roberto Bolaño
“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”
― Oscar Wilde,