
“The lot of man is ceaseless labour,
Or ceaseless idleness, which is still harder,
Or irregular labour, which is not pleasant.”
(T.S. Eliot in The Rock)
Liège-Vennes (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"

“I met you, I remember
But try as I may
I can’t seem to remember the time or the day
I met you, I remember
That’s all I can say
Was it August or September or April or May?
I can’t remember the first time we met
Was it cloudy or beautiful?”
(Irving Berlin in I can’t remember [1933])
Liège-Jupille (B)
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