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05.19.05, thursday night

"There is a beautiful story in Proust: A sad man whose wife has just died sees a friend going to commit suicide. They pass through a garden and he says to his friend, 'Look at these flowers, so beautiful. Look at the blue sky.' Seeing these things, the friend forgets to kill himself. He survives because he forgets. Sometimes we need to forget. For this reason, I do nothing, and I only wait to die. We must be friendly with dying. To be alive is to be honest."--Christian Boltanski, interviewed in Tate Magazine




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