"I have, come to believe," he writes, in Le Tragique Quotidien, "that an old man seated in his armchair, waiting quietly under the lamplight, listening without knowing it to all the eternal laws which reign about his house, interpreting without understanding it all that there is in the silence of doors and windows, and in the little voice of light, enduring the presence of his soul and of his destiny, bowing his head a little, without suspecting that all the powers of the earth intervene and stand on guard in the room like attentive servants, not knowing that the sun itself suspends above the abyss the little table on which he rests his elbow, and that there is not a star in the sky nor a force in the soul which is indifferent to the motion of a falling eyelid or a rising thoughtI have come to believe that this motionless old man lived really a more profound, human, and universal life than the lover who strangles his mistress, the captain who gains a victory, or the husband who 'avenges his honour.'" That, it seems to me, says all there is to be said of the intention of this drama which Maeterlinck has evoked
Featuring a signature cigarette-holder, this middle vanity circle was designed to free the hands of its wearer
Smoking when celebrating
On this World No Tobacco Day, its time to pull back the curtain once and for all
Barnes, P.J., S.D
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