Quote by: Arnold Weinstein

We are stripped of all that gave value and substance to our existence: power and love; in this naked final state, our last lover, our mate, death, comes. Bereft, without cover, we face the elements that will undo us. The winter breakers crash over and through us, flaunting their vigor and our nullity, as if the entire cosmos were now taking its ultimate revenge on the human creature who has lived too long: the dying sun mocks us from the west, for it will return tomorrow to die again, but we go down only once; the rising sun mocks us from the east, for we will not share in the rebirth of light and life; the noonday taunts us with its heat and vitality, for we are detritus; the north finally cloaks us in our last vestments: eternal night. That is how it ends.


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Author Bio


  • NameArnold Weinstein
  • DescriptionAmerican librettist
  • BornJune 10, 1927
  • DiedSeptember 4, 2005
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionLibrettist
  • AwardsGuggenheim Fellowship