“Thou hast nor youth nor age
But as it were an after dinner sleep
Dreaming of both”
(T.S. Eliot in Gerontion)
Namur (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"

“The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind: We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.”
(W. Shakespeare in The Tempest)
Verviers (B)
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