The world would certainly have to be shut down for at least two or three generations if there were no more lies to tell. People would have practically nothing to say to one another.
Journey to the End of the Night, Louis-Ferdinand Celine (1932)
Mrs. Wese, with a crowd of people on either side, came rushing up, her face grown quite old with the shock. Her fur coat swung open, she collapsed on top of Wese, the nightgowned body belonged to Wese, the fur coat spreading over the couple like the smooth turf of a grave belonged to the crowd.A Fratricide, A Country Doctor, Franz Kafka
It’s an infinite game that strangles all decisions in Italy, mortifies every choice, deprives of meaning every option in the fetters of eternal postponement. Who will invest in Italy, among the tangle of commas and legal motions that feed the sense of paralysis, make palpable the feeling that in Italy everything is impossible?
This is what I mean when I say I would like to swim against the stream of time: I would like to erase the consequences of certain events and restore an initial condition. But every moment of my life brings with it an accumulation of new facts, and each of these new facts bring with it consequences; so the more I seek to return to the zero moment from which I set out, the further I move away from it… .If on a winter’s night a traveler, Italo Calvino