"......a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.

Naked and alone, we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mothers face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.

Which of us has known his brother? Which of us has looked into his fathers heart? Which of us has not remained forever prison-pent? Which of us is not forever a stranger and alone?

Oh waste of loss in the hot mazes, lost, among bright stars, on this weary unbright cinder, lost! Remembering speechlessly we seek the great forgotten language, the lost lane-end, into heaven, a stone, a leaf, an unfound door. Where? When?

Oh lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again."

-Thomas Wolfe from "Look homeward angel"
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Aug 21, 2014