Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.
― Arthur Schopenhauer, Studies in Pessimism: The Essays
Under that light, he saw the process of corruption anticipated, saw the flesh in which he moved decomposed, expunged, dissolved into airy nothingness...
― Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain
Little flashes of sun on the surface of a cold, dark sea.
― Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea