We are all dying one by one. We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off.

Siri Hustvedt
We are all dying one by one. We all smell...
We are all dying one by one. We all smell...
We are all dying one by one. We all smell...
We are all dying one by one. We all smell...
About This Quote

We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off is a quote by author and academic, George Orwell. In this quote, the author is not only speaking about the fact that we all die one by one, but he is also saying it in a way that signifies the meaning of death. He is saying that we all stink of mortality. When people die they do not feel like themselves anymore and they will leave that bad odor behind them.

However, just as we cannot wash our dead off, we cannot wash death off. It is stuck with us for eternity.

Source: The Summer Without Men

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