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Through Chance, we are each a ghost to all the others, and our only reality; through Chance, the huge hinge of the world, and a grain of dust; the stone that starts an avalanche, the pebble whose concentric circles widen across the seas.

— Thomas Wolfe Look Homeward, Angel (1929)

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His enemy was time. Or perhaps it was his friend. One never knows for sure.

You Can't Go Home Again (1940)

The old church, with its sharp steeple, rotted slowly, decently, prosperously, like a good man's wife.

Look Homeward, Angel (1929)

He who lets himself be whored by fashion will be whored by time.

You Can't Go Home Again (1940)

Go, seeker, if you will, throughout the land and you will find us burning in the night.

You Can't Go Home Again (1940)

Most of the time we think we're sick, it's all in the mind.

Look Homeward, Angel (1929)

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