To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.

Edvard Munch

Edvard Munch

Abandoned Any Anything Been Being Cannot Cellar Die Does Door Eyes Gone Had Like More Notices Only Out Perhaps Put See Shut Slammed Smell

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